This is a song about "Private airplane"

I hear you callin' me to come back, i'm a sucka for love

Tomorrow i think i might go buy a couple of private islands,

And the discography, somethin' you got to see

I fly a tailor and a private chef from sicily

I wanna fuck this shit, mad the public, get yo ass private as i add a hundred

Bitch i can't let goi been strugglin' too long, thuggin' too longand niggas is stealing my shit

Smokin' weed and bamboo, sippin' on private stock

Ha-ha, laughing all the way to the top

I dont care if this is private or public

Convertible coupe, bitches scream when they tops split

Private interests use college for profit

Stepping out fly shit, straight purple cloud shit

Private flights, finest wine, broads, fame, chains, diamonds,

Now momma told me be careful who you love

I get mine and i bounce like a bad check

You a grounded airplane me, im fly like a jet