This is a song about "Private jets"

Look a kennedy -- private sailboat with the amenities

But for now just roll it up and just become one with the breeze

Them all you led your self to that point so unknown u just private

But when i knock this shit off, i'mma go and buy some laker shit

I fly a tailor and a private chef from sicily

And a nose full of chowder, he's choppin' up all the doubters see

Time keeps flying and we dreamin' of private jets,

Aimin' at his partner who know he up next

Maxi pad, leave the beat brown like rihanna lips

This private property posted so i'm bussin clips

And i ain't worried bout a damn thang, with unconditional love

And maybe on the way get some jets and shining diamonds,

Show our voices, we’re the backbone, we ain’t booking private flights,

Problem is i shine like two mics under heavy strobe lights

He thinks aw, forget it, its so insignificant and little

Lorde said it, man it's private flights, maybach, and cristal,