Flights To Milan Lyrics

Flights to Milan

No checks

It's all carry on

Flight check

That's Dom Pérignon

Flights to Milan

Fashion week

Hit it and get gone

Now she weak

She...

So handsome its a givin

Thinking I'm Playa

This something different

Use my looks for ransom

It's how I make my living

Pictures flashing

Pose

Autographs

And auditions

Its all business

Yall my witness

Open locker

Niggas plotting

Tryn to rob me for Da real joint

Catching techs

Playing point up at Winnipeg

World court, called an iso

With lil red

Fuck what a nigga said

She only ridin with her nigga Ced

No poltican

This a different bled

Different breed

Full court pressure

Is a different speed

The point of these

Is to play yo position

Before you point at me

Anointed like the son of creed

With the port key

No

You cannot extort P

Ballin out like swag

With jorts

On brad wit ease

Like what's the point

Flights to Milan

No checks

It's all carry on

Flight check

That's

Dom Pérignon

Flights to Milan

Fashion week

Hit it and get gone

Now she weak

She see that I'm on

She see that I'm on

Not hard to see that

Seat to that throne

Fashion week

Man I hit it and get gone

Yes I get it and get on

Look baby that's

Flights to Milan

Flights to Milan

No checks

It's all carry on

Flight check

That's Dom Pérignon

Flights to Milan

Fashion week

Hit it and get gone

No she weak

She see that I'm on

She see that I'm on

Not hard to see that

Seat to that throne

With an obsession

She came to witness me

Highly elected I seen the visionary

How we connected

That's how I'm subjected

This ain't koo to me

One of these lessons

You learn is to keep G

Don't concert in a den of thieves

A pride of lions keeps the pen at ease

Don't call on Poseidon

Look

Baby that's a sin to me

If the storm is rising

That's just energy

Her heart is on the horizon

If she in to me

Look

I ain't saying you lied

But you swore it was you and I

Till the day you died

But you not here

And yet you still alive?

My deepest memories

Love like the tides

Here nor there

These tithes I play like

Grimoire square

Memoirs of a Playa

There no chiyo there

Just pictures of kingdom tower

In the back of the lair

Gettin prepared

Cuz I'm back in there

Flights to Milan

No checks

It's all carry on

Flight check

That's

Dom Pérignon

Flights to Milan

Fashion week

Hit it and get gone

Now she weak

She see that I'm on

See that I'm on

Not hard to see that seat

To that throne