About to land jets on some sucker's houses
Homie, come about it that side ****
You call your girl, crib in the background, she bumping my ****
You mad, I'm at the crib, cutting open vacuum bags

Pouring some of that potent for the true smoking **** my homie had
Last time I was in Cali, told him he had to send me that
Ship it to the city so I could bend some corners
With lil' mama, tell her hit some of this sticky with me

Just being around me make her slippery
***y pajamas when she visit me
Her friends fall through with louder that
Over talking, baller stalking, search for eye contact

So they could double back and *** G
When I have some time free but honestly
Building this empire, taking a lot of me
It will be worth it though, **** good right now
You found my lighter and my grinder, it'll be perfect ho'

And it's still and it's still jets at yo' mother***king

And I stand here, G'd up from the feet up
Paper on my mind, my chick scrolling that weed up
Baby, smoke it up, I ain't tripping, I just re-up
She thought real ******s was dead, I made her a believer

Now see us, we a different breed
Come planning from a different species
Young, bred to keep it M.O.B
My life is like a movie but I'm living out the scenes
I'm pulling X for the rex, I'm all about the cream

By any means a hustling scheme will fulfill my dreams
A better living, fatter pockets, prettier women
Super sticky weed, I'm puffing late up in the villa
South beach suite, Metropost smoking and chilling

Waiting on my ***** to come through with some more killer
Hit her with the deals, she in love with the villain
But my mind focus on writing raps and chopping spinach
Can I get a witness to this G **** that I'm spitting at will

It's still, it's still, jets at yo' mother***king
Already

Oh, okay, girl, where shall I begin?
I told her about my lifestyle, she said, 'I'm all in'
She say, 'Most ******s change, you ain't nothing like them'
So I got her high as hell, I'm talking the above the rim

But I never cared, mama, blow it in the wind
Ain't too much changed since back then
But now I got a couple different ways to make my ends
They wouldn't last a minute if they'd live where I live

They couldn't walk a mile in these Jordan's number 10's
And I got that **** off like thank you, come again
Such a scary risk but that risk got me rich
So need what my cash for that's word to money, Mitch

I swear I'm bound to break that bed when I get it in
Haters know the set that I rep to the end
It's crazy, I keep hearing voices in my ear
Telling me to get paid, my reply, bet I will

And it's still, it's still jets at yo' mother***king