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