Yeah, ho (Jumping on and off the jet)
Yeah, ho (Jumping on and off the jet)
Yeah, ho (Jumping on and off the jet)
Yeah, ho (Jumping on and off the jet)
Yeah, ho (Jumping on and off the jet)
Yeah, ho (Jumping on and off the jet)
Yeah, ho (Jumping on and off the jet)
Yeah, ho (Jumping on and off the jet)
We say it's up, then it's up
Perfect timing, throw the diamond in my cup
Solitaires on my ankles, I'm weighed up
See, you trolling, and that shit not weighing up
Lambo truck, and I'm flexing, Prince's cup
On the G4, Fendi my clothes, top of the globe
Put the carats in my nose
Never did fold, and I won't sell my soul
Platinum rose gold
Phillipe my hoes
Tricking it o-o-off
Fucking on a star-ar-ar
Might get your car-ar-ar
I was standing on the bar-ar-ar
Me and my squa-ad-ad
We dripping in Ar-r-r
Ordered the 14 passenger
Flyest nigga in America
Fresh Chanel and a manicure
VVS' got my hoes sprung
Jumping on and off the jet
Jumping on and off the jet
Jumping on and off the jet
Jumping on and off the jet
Jumping on and off the jet
Jumping on and off the jet
Jumping on and off the jet
Jumping on and off—
Say it's war
We gon' down him and fuck his ho
I'm on a boat, putting these marbles in my doors
I can't change, ya gotta swip wit' us, on my ring
I'm on flames, me and my ho, hood gangbang
I'm a superstar, but I already got my stains
I was in the back seat, but I was switching lanes
TP the headrest, pull up at the clearport
I stay deadfresh, far in my transport
Ordered the 14 passenger
Flyest nigga in America
Fresh Chanel and a manicure
VVS' got my hoes sprung
Jumping on and off the jet
Jumping on and off the jet
Jumping on and off the jet
Jumping on and off the jet
Jumping on and off the jet
Jumping on and off the jet
Jumping on and off the jet
Jumping on and off—
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