This is a song about "Jet"

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

This shit make a nigga wanna get some bread or bust a head

When i stood with her all night despite being jet lagged

Kill him where he stand and stand over him, shake his hand

Like a jet pilot, professional soccer player, a cop....

You need a team, a team of psychiatrists working around the clock

My niggas fly niggas, this is jet life

Penthouse on collins, money long as ocean drive

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

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

I kick a hole in the speaker, pull the plug, then i jet

And i ain't stopping baby even if the light is red

In a private jet while i'm walking in

Got a sweet sixteen and they deadlier than sin

Seven years old in my heart, so i'm stayin' gold

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