Microphone is a plane,mcs are pilots
I got many chicks, blue and black penny kicks
And showing you and yours that breaking rules is fucking cool again
8th grade i never missed a day, now i’m abstract like a malaysian plane.
I'm running out of air
Dont tie your hair
In you brain money is the game.. this green got me higher then a plane
My pistols represent mebust until my rounds emptyback for the street fame
Cars just like sneakers, just got me ten pair
Spinning like my many rims through the air,
Hundred thousand dollars and that’s on champagne
The life of the wealthy, cruising in my plane
Og like the prince of bel air,
I'm love stoned and i could swear
Another 5, eli won't even be there
Multiple middle fingers in the air
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