JETLAG Lyrics

All of these hoes be acting ridiculous, Chanel West Coast

All of these niggas around me be jealous and envious cause' they know I'm the GOAT

That's my slime, my twin, I'm Ferb and he Phineas

That's my brother fasho

Level-headed, don't care bout' opinions

Tighten up, get the fuck out your feelings

Manifesting me touching the millions

Like I'm Gru, Ima call up some minions

I don't know how to cope when I'm sad

So I wake up and go chase a bag

Fresh of the plane now I got jetlag

Still ain't do shit, nigga go get back

I can't beef with a nigga that's broke

Keep a smile on my face like the Joker

I extended the clip on the pole

But I keep my 19 in the holster

DJBOOLIN gon' put that shit on

Emo bitch, wrist slit and a choker

She a fan, got my face on a poster

And she scared to take it from the back so she getting on top and ride me, rollercoaster

Deuce-deuce hit that boy in his ribcage

Pillow talking for pussy, he bitch made

Money tall like Mutombo, Dikembe

Color coordinated to the ankles with the black and orange like a bengal

Fuck a deal, ain't signing to a label

Finna act a fool like it's April

Leave a nigga leaking from his nasal, sipping syrup but it's not maple

Knock it out the park like I'm Babe Ruth

I know I'm protected by my angels

Even though that you did me real dirty, out of love I still wouldn't hate you

I'm in Golden State clutching the 30 and this shit get messy like the Shaderoom

Taking flights in and out of the country

Ice Spice looking bitch tryna munch me

And the smell of my weed really funky

Going bananas but I'm not a monkey

I'm not a pussy, can't no nigga punk me

Serving weed out of town to the junkies

Don't wanna talk if it's not about money

Thinking bout' KJ, I'm missing you cuddy (damn)

If you bad, do something if you bad then

Tony Montana, I'm upping the mac-10

Niggas pussy, they really be acting

Trackhawk all black, good traction

Ima die a legend, Michael Jackson

Want a feature from me then I'm taxing

Piss me off and then I get to crashing out

When I hop on a beat I be spazzing out

Fresh as fuck, I'm in love with the fashion now

Laughing to the bank and I be cashing out

Level up my rank, I be surpassing now

Got her pussy leaking like a faucet

Losing my mind, almost lost it

Pretty face hoe, she a boss bitch

I got hella clothes in my closet

All of these hoes be acting ridiculous, Chanel West Coast

All of these niggas around me be jealous and envious cause' they know I'm the GOAT

That's my slime, my twin, I'm Ferb and he Phineas

That's my brother fasho

Level-headed, don't care bout' opinions

Tighten up, get the fuck out your feelings

Manifesting me touching the millions

Like I'm Gru, Ima call up some minions

I don't know how to cope when I'm sad

So I wake up and go chase a bag

Fresh of the plane now I got jetlag

Still ain't do shit, nigga go get back