Well, i’m flyin' over, literally, flyin' over cities
Cause i don't need a fort or a hotel to see the seas
Hungry for more at my hotel room there getting cock feeding
Them niggas lack bars like underground when their celly ring
Stack in his hand trynna make that last
Nice hotel, nice weed, nice beer, nice ass
I be frontinand i'mma drink my hennessey like it ain't nothin
By the way, hotel room number 218, yup that's the place i fucked his mum in
Tap my partner roscoe like bruh, i'm drunk as hell can't you tell
Fuck a deserted lot we throw parties at the hotel
Got a killer flow from the llama
Im chugging vodka in the hotel plaza,
I'm just aiming what i'm saying hope you bleed out emotion
Exposing myself locked inside of a cozy hotel posing
Took your ex to a hotel, had her undressed and shameless
Next month i want that plus, money long as your tour bus
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