Curren$y - Flight (Burning One) lyrics

(Verse: Rich Boy) I'm on the over-night, long flight I'm bout that jet life Hella ice, [?] bright, beamin' like some headlights Hit the switch and watch that b**h go front, back, left, right Hydraulic, hopping dropping scraping up the tailpipe [?], [?] with the racing track Engine muscle car, transmission taking out the competition Old school, antique, hear me beat from up the street Two women at the same time tryna s** on me Drivin' fast, looking at digital custom dash, paint Job drippin' wet looking like a piece of gla** Everything I envision, exactly how I'm livin' Out the country, sh** Champagne pissin' Bad b**hes I be with, I f**ed them hoes you couldn't hit Make em come and s** some dick, pop that p**y, do a split Penthouse suit, from the bed you can see the beach Chillin' at the jet lounge, burnin' one with Curren$y (Verse 2: Curren$y) Uh, batteries in my trunk My car swayin' in em lanes but the driver not drunk He a rider momma, jump in that Impala Let that color bar dazzle ya, capture the baddest pa**engers Tryna sneak selfies of themselves in the Chevy With the Captain Andretti on the wheels And he will stay ready to hit the switch concrete Meet the metal, four tails sparks like my lighter do And I been doin' this since bicycles I had the Stingray Schwinn with the 8 ball caps on my valve stems That's him, back when n***as thought I wouldn't do it And I had to show em, I move em with hydraulic fluid And I really own em, I ain't lyin' in my music, just relying on my crew to keep an eye out for looters Keep an eye out for shooters Keep an eye out for losers