Jetlag Vibe shit You know its just a vibe You can feel nd shit Vibes Jetlag Baby its on From the trenches Gotta weather the storm Keep it real keep it calm What type of timing they on Tell em Run along cuz this is a marathon Need a hunnid nipsey blue When the money withdrawn See the vibe always jetlag Shit fly but its laid back Me and Trizz in the cabin We smoking drinking we laughing Plane high remain fried Cloud keep passing I just Keep rolling Picture me We aint posting I Keep it humble Good vibes I promote it Money clean Eat the green on some goat shit Clown face They really be looking bogus Arm breaking for bucks Really be looking Boget Its Light Em I feel a flip No feeling realer than this I seen it they never switched New beamer might do the 6 New freezer some chilly shit You greezy nothing legit I painted it Basquiat Who seen a picture this sick Tell it Basquiat Who seen a picture this sick Tell it They never switched New beamer might do the 6 Stack the bread Just to make the trip In the winter In the winter Doing summersaults to make a flip Uhh haa Stack the bread Just to make the trip In the winter Doing summersaults to make a flip They tried to take me out the trap But I cant stay legit Even though yall gave up on me Never made me quit Im living lavish Stacking green to pasture Mind is futuristic Im too far moving pass ya I view a different lens You cant see what I capture Need to know if you real Well type in here this captcha Im pass words Action like mad verbs When Im sitting in that cell Im hearing my dads words Life is driving me crazy I gotta just lame swerve We can never relate Money straight like hair perms Haa I have to withdrawal Just to pay the cost Learn lessons and undefeated Never took a loss Im royalty in faith So I dripped the cross Let me cook I got the recipe to dip the sauce Trizzy They never switched New beamer might do the 6 Mind is futuristic Im too far moving passed ya

Tell em no no no Tell em no no no Yeh ayy I been in my I been in my I been in my bag see we coming in Money over struggle hustle over money Gotta price tag see we running in They gotta demand we supplying it No we dont talk to the government You a liar you been wiring You hating you plotting despising him We pull up jet lag in the flyest shit I been in my bag see we coming in Money over struggle hustle over money Gotta price tag see we running in They gotta demand we supplying it No we dont talk to the government You a liar you been wiring You hating you plotting despising him We pull up jet lag in the flyest shit Im flying in Had to set up shop in the bando Jus to grind to the top out the manhole In the war zone longer than rambo Niggas pulling my strings like a banjo Landed on the runway where you cant go Riding right by my side where the fam go Regime be the gang what I stand for Ain't shit over that copy 10 4 Niggas running my race Tell em stay in their place I created my space Had to tie my own lace Stayed at my own pace Covered all in gods grace Now I run up the bank I was stuck in a chase Niggas hate on the sauce all season Had some fake day ones commit treason Like Im finna switch shift i relieve em Money show their true colors I believe em Said I been in my bag for the must Really been stacking Im rapping to let out my pain No no we aint lacking for sure Let me explain how they doing the most Me and Trizzy yeh we swerving just pardon the bro Smoking the highest of harvest we light for sho Pick up the slack get the doe They riding the wave You could see how we glow I been in my bag see we coming in Money over struggle hustle over money Gotta price tag see we running in They gotta demand we supplying it No we dont talk to the government You a liar you been wiring You hating you plotting despising him We pull up jet lag in the flyest shit I been in my bag see we coming in Money over struggle hustle over money Gotta price tag yeh we running in They gotta demand we supplying it No we dont talk to the government You a liar you been wiring You hating you plotting despising him We pull up jet lag in the flyest shit Im flying in I been that Vibe Jetlag Smoke float Take a next drag Load up to the next bag Bet that I been in the field my nigga No cost keep it real my nigga Fake shit gimme chills my nigga You funny nigga do shit for thrill Make movies thats scene No films my nigga For real Rather just stack me some bills Pay all my bills Circle smaller no loops Go to war couple troops over here Get to the bag Making moves over here Team winning no losers its clear Bunch of goats Yeh it really aint fair Double r Yeh the team top tier You better be ware yeh Said I been in my bag for the must Really been stacking Im rapping to let out my pain Oh no no aint lacking for sure Let me explain how they doing the most Me and trizzy yeh we swerving just pardon the bro Smoking the highest of harvest we light for sho Pick up the slack get the doe They riding the wave You could see how we glow I been in my bag see we coming in Money over struggle hustle over money Gotta price tag see we running in They gotta demand we supplying it No we dont talk to the government You a liar you been wiring You hating you plotting despising him We pull up jet lag in the flyest shit I been in my bag see we coming in Money over struggle hustle over money Gotta price tag see we running in They gotta demand we supplying it No we dont talk to the government You a liar you been wiring You hating you plotting despising him We pull up jet lag in the flyest shit Im flying in

What was I Deepest dark abyss Black iron Heavy metal force of steel Insidious I brought the balance Soul stealer Descending that you feel [?] on my quest None [?] the power of a sword Those who remain shall know my name Foe Hammer Murderous Symmetry renewed Red vision Fill my [?] with hate Carnivorous Feeding flesh and blood Perpetual Now nothing combat What was I Deepest dark abyss Black iron Heavy metal force of steel Insidious I brought the balance Soul stealer Descending that you feel Bite my blade Taste my steel You will bite the blade Taste the steel Even more slain than fall Men shall fall Foe Hammer

Ayy, Billo What's good, Dee Byrd? I know you see all these big booty hoes in the scene Hell yeah These hoes huggin' the wall and shit, tell them hoes twerk that ass Ayy, say, it's 'bout time for y'all to get the fuck up Get on the motherfuckin' dance floor And throw that motherfuckin' ass Ah, yeah Throw it, throw it, throw it, throw it Throw it, throw it, throw it, throw it (bitch) Let me see you shake that ass Shake that ass, ho, shake that ass, ho Shake that ass, ho, shake that ass, ho Let me see you shake that ass Shake that ass, ho, shake that ass, ho Shake that ass, ho, shake that ass, ho (bend that ass over) Let me see you shake that ass Bitch, give it up, stop playin' (stop playin') No, I don't wanna be your man (no, I don't) I really want a one-night stand (one night) Girl, let me see you do it no hands (no hands) Shake that ass, ho, for my fam (for the gang) Then slow it down like it's jam (like it's jam) Lot of ass in her trunk, I'm like, "Damn" (like, "Damn") Slapped that ho on her ass like wham Ayy, I'm turnt up in the party, had to come up out my shirt Tell the girl stop playin', let me see that ass wobble (let me see it) Fuck it, down the whole bottle, who gon' pass out first? She shake that ass like a demon, better see that ass in church Damn, let me see what you're worth Heard that pussy gold, got me liftin' up her skirt If I don't bust a nut, then that ho pussy dirt Don't worry 'bout it, put that dick down her throat Let me see you shake that ass Shake that ass, ho, shake that ass, ho Shake that ass, ho, shake that ass, ho Let me see you shake that ass Shake that ass, ho, shake that ass, ho Shake that ass, ho, shake that ass, ho (bend that ass over) Let me see you shake that ass She just don't stop, drop that, pop that (hold up, bitch) She just don't stop, drop that, pop that (hold up, bitch) She just don't stop, drop that, pop that (hold up, bitch) She just don't stop, drop that, pop that (hold up, bitch) (Muletti) Hold up, bitch (hold up) You ain't no sober bitch (hell nah) Bend over, hold your hair back like you finna throw up, bitch (ugh) Girl, you better throw that shit Like you from the 'Nolia, bitch (Louisiana) God, I love my older bitch She don't get dick, she throw a fit I told her this, you gotta go for Tay Hennessy, handcuffs, and lingerie (all that) College girl, kiss girls, but she far from gay She don't really give a fuck 'bout what her father say She just don't stop, drop that, pop that ass for Tay Money Slow motion, rodeo, gon' and dance for that money Let me see you shake that ass Shake that ass, ho, shake that ass, ho Shake that ass, ho, shake that ass, ho Let me see you shake that ass Shake that ass, ho, shake that ass, ho Shake that ass, ho, shake that ass, ho (bend that ass over) Let me see you shake that ass Don't stop, drop that, pop that Don't stop, drop that, pop that