This is a song about "Jet engines"

Around here i am the g.o.a.t. like the capricorn

Get dennis hopper wasted, hop a jet and get born.

Stacking the cash, at this rate im yet to fly a jet. so i just bet,

Them niggas all peaked, but you ain't seen a niggas limit yet

Dysfunctional membrane, louder jet been, under the radar not seen

Ay, i got a dollar and a dream, real niggas on my team

Im out ready to jet i'll meet you up coast

I saved her number just in case but now it’s case closed

Injected with ket, meth, lead and jet.

So im like fuck it, im out get on your head

Word~! don't nobody talk no more they all text message

I think the engines running run nii**a n**** bitch

Blowing a bubble . you think you cool? i have a jet in the back. i fuck my

Dead at thirteen cause he yearned to bangsniffed a lot of flowers, but how could i cry

My niggas fly niggas, this is jet life

We will never die, we are forever alive