And you cant do a thing bout it
You wanna live in a house don't want no grass to grow.
Yo homeboys lookin' bad and u giving cash to them hoes!
Ol' sucka ass nigga fuck you round here fo?
Finna take off on the pluckers? man cabin door closed hoe
O's rolled up fuck it we can get some mo
Kinda cotton had to stop at the 24 hr store
Drop them bomb ass tape V8 crate droptop
Sun ain't even out but I cant wait for the rain to stop
Shine rather or not u wanna deal with it
The bitch in yo car wanna her us
Leer what? Jets yea run vets! From the cars to the broads mafucka be my guest!
A gee is what I am, a JET is who I be.
You know what I smoke and u cant see me.
No matter where u go, 1 place we'll never be.
Is close even if you moved right next to me bro!
A gee is what I am, a JET is who I be.
You know what I smoke and u cant see me.
No matter where u go, 1 place we'll never be.
Is close even if you moved right next to me bro!
On a mission and I'm fishing for my nigga Ski Beats
Quote live nigga rap broke a jive nigga back
Spineless spliff cruising with Optimus Primus and in the prime is
I'm inclined to sound better than other rhymers
Don't bring them fools around him he'll make em look clownish
Countach Lambo shoot like ammo thru traffic with green trees I blend in like camo
Flauge, gosh oh my where was I?
When things got hot
Somewhere cool laughin' at you
Fuck rolling 1 roll 2 roll 3 loop the beat and light an incense in the booth yeah
And you cant see me
No matter where u go, 1 place you'll never be
Is close even if you moved right next to me bro!
A gee is what I am, a JET is who I be
You know what I smoke, and u cant see me
No matter where u go, 1 place you'll never b
Is close even if u moved right next to me bro
And you cant do a thing about it
And that ain't gone change I'm sorry
Them bitches know the planes got it
And you cant do a thing bout it
Them bitches know the planes got it
And that ain't gone change I'm sorry