This is a song about "Private jets"

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

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

The vacancy that sat in my heart

I'm like your own private guard

Help me stay driven, my heart is a private club you just got admission,

So i can write about my life of sina couple bottles of gin

Private flights, bookin' 'em, crooked, shinin' bright,

Maine, bay, the burf baby i'mma book ya' flight

Between you and me i'm more exclusive than a private dance

Lost a couple friends, cool; nigga made a lot of fans

But i'm fucking tired of seeing kids called black shit by private school fucking white kids

Engineering, medicine, religion, fine arts, and built the great pyramids

Tell me who's as rad as us and the answer was

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

Them niggas talking, they like man he official

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