charles de gaulle to jfk

yeah

got them speakers in my ride

i like to keep 'em bumpin'

i'm hustlin'

chasin' dreams and hopes that i could become somethin'

i threw a party

she say bassy

thank you

but it's nothin'

cause i had to keep it jumpin'

ya a'int blake griffin

but i know that you be jumpin'

poker face stiffin'

but i know that you be bluffin'

no

i don't be cuffin'

all these ducks be gettin' ends

rubber duck etcaeterin'

and i'm the pain

i left to make

and can't be ya crutch and meta. piffy lined up

fired up in the dutch

of the easy lined up

wide up

six speed

like clutch

the city on me

i'm clutch

no worries ain't depending on me

i'm clutched

toast up my most tough at thirty thousand feet

henny in hand

land

can make it out my seat

michelin man

make you grip about the street

grab the d cup on the freak

played that bitch and press repeat

j-walkin' thru time zones

i'm on that trip

got yo piece of the pie

and you pawn that shit

i'm takin' all that shit until i own that sis

college shit get mind blown

i'm on that quick

she got expenses for dixon and a nose that's rich

nothin' betta than brown dough that's on that stick

a lil' hashish

shiish

baby

if you roll it up with some keiff

super chasin paper about my lose leaf

rollin papers yeah i do chief

meditatin' like i'm bruce lee

at the carter like i'm tunechi

riddin' thru the borough while this cutie feed me sushi

salmon

avocado and an order of the cuchie

charles de gaulle to jfk

brods givin up the draws like i'm jfk

guess i'm flawed

that's the roll

ain't nobody perfect

do it all just to ball and the shit is worth it

it's like that now

quick

fuck that let me get back

i'm in l.a. but my days got sand from dubai

i'm getting brains all day like i'm magna cum laude

cause

while you boys planked i was getting more stamps

now my passport shitting on your whole camp

fuck ya instagram

that monkeys do delivery

that instant gram

damn

put them ones up for them ones that's above us cause we miss them man

and to the niggas stuck up in the can

and slam a cage up in ya body put cha body up in a different plan

different plain

same hustle different game

they don't love you if they always wanted you to stay the same

slidin' through the checks

now i'm slidin' the the w with different dames

that's a w nigga figure that shit is game

i just keep doubling figures until my niggas ain't

pedelin' pills and kaine

cause in the streets

of the industry man them presidents is still the same

them presidents still the same

i get that green back

i see stacks and relapse

fiend bas

i mean that