Airline Talk (feat. Vent & Kiko 860)

Look I wrote this at the airport Packing up my Jansport Thinking bout your bitch in satin sheets, my feet stay warm I keep this on a need to know, go as far as my people go Until I'm in that black out Bentley you can't see no more In the game, been awhile, and shawties want a free trial And niggas getting wheeled to the fortune like they can pick a vowel It's 2 Guard season, I pull up fast on a crook I was taught you either slide your feet or get your ass shook Been versatile since a kid, with a motive of making money Now I'm buzzing up her real estate, got her calling me honey Or hun, man I'm trying to make a run Potency only time I see the sun, I been fading back no 4 to 1 Cotton by the ton Heat for 25, no Kendrick Nunn I flip so many T's got these niggas thinking I'm satan son I'm smooth V, heaven sent Can't get better then 100 on the dash, dope in the air, now she wetter than Thinking about what could've been, what would've been, what should've been But I was fucked up, and couldn't get my luck up, but now I got Mind control with beat though I punch lines, leave red on the floor, this my shit, that's word to Deebo Now who yo Kinfolk, I bet they underachieve like Winslow She asking me to bone, now she biting down like Cujo I'm killing shit, Jason with the lyrics, no Derulo I'm too low, I'm pearling up a spliff like Earl Monroe When they asking if CNCT is in the building, Tell em stay woke Matter fact we want smoke, packing mines by the boatload She 55 Mutombo, squeeze & grip, I unload She like to play her back to the basket, I told her oh no! Only when they switchin' Or when they acting different And anything but pimpin' They acting funny then forget them I'm counting hundreds in a bando I be about mine Don't ask for more than you can handle, or play with your time You took everything I had when you left, and I'm on my way Stolen my heart and left a hole in my chest, they want my pain Pass that, spoil myself I need my cash grab Alexander McQueen, Louis Vuitton backpack, Heartache ain't a thing, the money can probably patch that No apologies, send paper straight to my cashapp Clean paper and it's all there She said come and fix me and bring your hardware KIKO! Yo bro... (I did it!) Kiko grab that bag bro We gotta go, you're gonna make us miss our flight