Pilot (feat. LV Francis)

Gas no breaks no rest Tatted a angle on my chest In glad yh I'm blessed Converse it's a test Chains down to my chest 40k Rolex The Mansion came with a kerst I keep a percs in the drawer I Fill up the glass I'm bored The Glasses came with champagne It's ingraved in my brain Red leather black tint Gun shots then sprint 40 racks don't fold Pocker face got old I got story's never told Got friends I never call My personally too bold Spent all my money on gold Personal space I ain't coming up close Drift in the v race in the ghost Jet ski cross the cost 30 mil in the post Close friends we toast Hustle we all do the most I'm at the place took a seat 20oz steaks let's eat Yeah Pimp coat on Gold chain round my neck Got gold around my wrist Got stones in my rings I piss wit my rings on Ion give a shit I can have all my tings on while im smashin on yuh bitch Hilfiger hoodie, passin round sum goodies Servin up sum MnMs, candy for the feins Tired of these hoes they can f*ck eachother Make em scissor then cut em off one after the other Suckin on her tiddies like a toddler wit breastmilk Sippin on x cant doze off Way too geeked got the dose off Need a nice foreign wit the doors off Hittin dis blunt no crack Dis bitch skin smooth no cracks Big phat ass baby got back Tryna cop brands like you got bands but you aint gotta nough to spend I seen fake everywhere pull a bitches hair i done had enough of friends I wont ever trust no one we can get close but keep distance Fried see in my eyes I'm more fried than popeyes chicken Fried Diamonds in the sky Ap came with pride Yeah Money gone make you high Yeah Keep a distance Keep on your cloths 24 karrots it don't come close Diamonds in the sky Let's unpack let's just live life 24 karats and a stap 4-5 cars in the back Stars on the ceiling and on the map Never ever I'm I strapped You already know where I'm at