Cookin Soul - Jet Life lyrics

[Hook: Big Krit (2x)] Don't miss this jet ho Don't miss this jet ho Don't miss this jet ho Don't miss this jet ho Talking jet life to the next life Jet life to the next life Jet life to the next life Jet life to the next life [Verse 1: Curren$y] Club couches, gold digging hoes hounding Wishing to wake up in one of our houses ‘Cause we got it, they want it, high end shopping on Rodeo Bags, boxes being carried, they wishing we was married Yacht party, I suggested she wear no socks with her Sperrys Choppin vulgar and proper over vodka and cranberry She wasn't offended, she was all the way with it Said she rolling with me ‘cause she know I'm going for the millions [Hook (2x)] [Verse 2: Wiz Khalifa] Let's go, hold it in and don't let go Diamonds frozen up, pockets swollen up I been rolling up since I was old enough n***as wanna talk about us, n***a what about timing n***as wanna talk about luck, n***a what about grinding I'm baking wherever I want, I'm paid so my trunk in the front Make in a day what you make in a month Got a lot of cash so a n***a gon' stunt Spend it on gra**, Spitta rolling one up Yea we live fast but the main thing is trust TGOD, keep gin in a cup, get in where you fit in, I'm winning [Hook (2x)] [Verse 3: Curren$y] Twisting up sour, living in a tower In a double S Impala, horse power Girls follow, recognize and seek guidance on counting dollars High on top a money mountain, never coming down it Looking for a G, capital, well you found it Green back, stacks, overseas his accounts is She know all about it, mama ain't stupid She know this her time and she about to choose him [Hook (2x)] [Outro: Curren$y] b**hes who tryna move up be quick to choose us Wanna run with us, well you gotta lose them losers b**hes who tryna move up be quick to choose us Wanna run with us, first you gotta lose them losers