Uh

Yea

Fool

And you can't do a thing

About it

Bitches know the planes

Got it

Yea

You want to live in a house

Don't want grass to grow

Your homeboys lookin' bad

And you givin' cash to them hoes

Old sucka ass n***a

F**k you round here for

Fittna' take off on them cluckers

Man cabin door flow cold

O'z rolld up

F**k it we can get some more

Kinda cotton) had to stop

At the 24 hour store

Drop them bomb ass case v8

Crate drop top

Sun aint' even out

But I can't wait

For the rain to stop

Shine rather or not

You wanna' deal with it

The b***h in your car

Wanna' hear us

Live what

Jets

Year one vets

From the cars to the broads

Motherf**ker be my guest

Yea

A gee is what I am

A jet is who I be

You know what I smoke

And you can't see me

Know matter where you go

One place we'll never be

Is close

Even if you move right next to me

A gee is what I am

A jet is who I be

You know what I smoke

And you can't see me

Know matter where you go

One place we'll never be

Is close

Even if you move right next to me

Bro

Uh yea

On a mission

And i'm fishin'

For my n***a ski beatz

Quote live n***a rap

Broke a jive n***a back

Spineless

Spliff cruising with otimus primeless

And in the primers

In inclined to sound better

Then other rhymers

Don't bring them fools around him

He'll make them look clownish

Countach Lambo

Shoot like ammo

Through traffic with green trees

I blink dead) like camo

Flyest

Gosh oh my

Where was I

When things got hot

Somewhere cool

Laughing at you

F**k rolling one

Roll two

Roll three

Loop the beat

And light an incense in the booth

Yea

Yea

And you can't see me

No matter where you go

One place you'll never be

Is close

Even if you move right next to me bro

A gee is what I am

A jet is who I be

You know what I smoke

And you can't see me

Know matter where you go

One place you'll never be

Is close

Even if you move right next to me bro

Yea

And you can't do a thing about it

And that aint' gunna' change i'm sorry

And bitches know the planes got it

And you can't do a thing about it

And bitches know the planes got it

And that aint' gunna' change i'm sorry

Yea