Airplanes

I just left the shop Rock been on the map C.rad.b on top Inside I know a lot Of guap Filling out paper work With the pen Also stuffing the rest of the weed To the inside of my joint Then i'm gone mix it With some this henny Ooo Feeling good Like I bought a new hemi Hair line I ain't got one of those It's straight game When she gave up her phone Talking to my lil bro What it do homie What you doing You in the zone Got control of the ball Touchdown where you wanna go Pass the realest life Shit that's really tight What you do I can feel I'm a philosophy nigga On the real chillin nigga Airplanes in the sky I be flying up This time I raised my christ Yo I keep telling everybody that i'm good I'm gone stick to that line Tonight we make time we gone take that line Cause we gone do it right Airplanes got exactly what I like Now bring me some wine Naw don't pull over That lady can fix her own fucking tire Shit went wrong every time i tried I swear on my life This time I'm gone do it right Trying and make em feel why Since all my time we was together You told all them lies So tonight Fix yo gaze up on this six Using the three Trying get free I'm just a kid In a fix trying get a fix Don't want just one bitch I want all you bitches Over at the estate That my nigga got I cook in a pot I clean up with mop Cleaning up all of this shit That y'all dropped You talking to me Call me c.rad.b To enlighten the scene And rap what he see Yo I'm just being me I do what I like If it's rainy We f*ck in the car Or we f*ck on a cot When we outside We enjoy it a lot I chill with the high That be the team Syco gang Iamu Like what do you mean Just feel it out dude Brain ain't yo only tool What do we do Anything cool Just hop in the ride The Lambo on fire Plus shooting this fire Towards the outside Exhausted from cracks Exhaust in the front Coming out hood When turbos spool My smile brew Some sphinx's think I look good But what about team All of those meme's We not doing that We keep it private Cause they want know that But don't deserve that We feeling like fat arabian niggas with riches Who got the plans under lock Airplanes in the sky I be flying up This time I raised my christ Yo I keep telling everybody that i'm good I'm gone stick to that line Tonight we make time we gone take that line Cause we gone do it right Airplanes got exactly what I like Now bring me some wine Naw don't pull over That lady can fix her own fucking tire Shit went wrong every time i tried I swear on my life This time I'm gone do it right Trying and make em feel why Since all my time we was together You told all them lies So tonight Fix yo gaze up on this six Using the three Trying get free I'm just a kid In a fix trying get a fix