On the plane
On the plane
Off to see the city girls again
Only bringing what they carry on
So's let you know I won't be long
Tippin beers (or ticklin beards)
It's cold as hell
And the motherf**ers gonna go to jail
Honestly I can see the giggling virgin overlookin me
Time to put together what they say
Although it wouldn't matter anyway
Tipping beers its cold as hell
And the motherf**ers gonna go to jail
Cuz rememo except for home
It's personal but they need to know
I'm overdue another round
To gain control and take me down
You're all tied up as you should be
And I'll be cutting out naturally
Tipping beers its cold as jail
And the motherf**ers gonna go to hello hell