They shippin' that Lam to the crib while I'm on tour.
When I get off of this bus, it's gon' be pedal to the floor.
'fore a n***a even set foot through the do' it's gon' be laps in that hoe.
Dolo. Fool, I ain't got time for no b**hes.
But I do gotta Rolex where my long sleeves endin'.
A house on my wrist. A car on each pinky.
I got all of this, from laughin' at them lames while I'm rollin' up my sticky.
Lightnin' strike again. Jet Lifers, n***as always rewritin' history.
Fools hear our verses & rewrite that sh**, they scriblin'.
b**hes see my b**hes & consider tryin' women.
I pulled up drunk. Talkin' sh**. In the lobby of my buildin'.
Push the bu*ton in the elevator took it straight to the ceiling.
Doors open in the livin' room, that's penthouse, pimpin'.
Yehh, girl I did it.
I'd advise you to play yo position 'fore you see another hoe in yo jersey tryna score thirty, ya heard me?
A n***a been focused since I said Hi to her.
We higher than the Eiffel. You s**as is like fools.
Fool, who designed you? n***a, I was built to make sure this s**a sh** get k**ed.
Homie Ima well, big muhf**in fish.
Of course you gon' see a ocean where I live.
Of course if I rolled it that's top shelf hemp.
Of course she got them Jordans on tryna impress him.
Titties out, when I fall in. Bring the whole city out.
I did it for Slim.... Jet Life.