Ron Gilmore - Charles de Gaulle to JFK lyrics

[Intro] Got them speakers in my ride I like to keep 'em bumpin' I'm hustling, chasing dreams In hopes that I could become something I threw a party, she say Ba**y, thank you, but it's nothin' Cause I had to keep it jumpin' Ya a'int Blake Griffin, but I know that you be jumpin' Poker face stiffin', but I know that you be bluffin' No, I don't be cuffin', all these ducks be gettin' ends Rubber duck etcaeterin', and I'm the pain I left to make, and can't be ya crutch and meta... [Verse 1] Piffy lined up, fired up in the dutch Or the EZ Widers, slide up, six speed Like clutch, the city on me, I'm clutch No Worries they depending on me, I'm clutch Toast up mimosas at thirty thousand feet Henny in hand, land, can make it out my seat Michelin man, making grip up out the street Grab The D cup on the freak, played that b**h and press repeat J-Walkin' thru time zones, I'm on that trip Got yo piece of the pie, and you pawn that sh** I'm takin' all that sh** until I own that sis College sh** get mind blown, I'm on that quick She got expensive addiction and a nose that's rich Nothin' betta than brown dough that's on that stick A lil' hashish, shiish, baby If you roll it up with some keif, Super Mook Super Mook chasin paper 'bout my loose leaf Rollin papers yeah I do chief Meditatin' like I'm Bruce Lee, at the Carter like I'm Tunechi Riddin' thru the borough while this cutie feed me sushi Salmon, avocado and an order of the cuchie Charles De Gaulle to JFK Brods givin up the draws like I'm JFK Guess I'm flawed, after all, ain't nobody perfect Do it all just to ball and the sh** is worth it Fiend [Bridge] It's like that now Quick, f** that let me get back [Verse 2] I'm in L.A. but my Jays got sand from Dubai I'm getting brains all day like I'm Magna Cum Laude Cause, while you boys planked I was getting more stamps Now my pa**port sh**ting on your whole camp f** ya Instagram, that monkeys do delivery, that instant gram Damn, put them ones up for them ones that's above us cause we miss them man And to the n***as stuck up in the can And slam a cage up in ya body put cha body up in a different plan Different plain Same hustle different game They don't love you if they always wanted you to stay the same Slidin' through the 'jects, now I'm slidin' through the W with different dames That's a W n***a figure that sh** is game I just keep doubling figures until my n***as ain't Pedelin' pills and kaine Cause in the streets, or the industry man them presidents still the same [Outro] Them presidents still the same I get that green back I see stacks and relapse Fiend Bas, I mean that I need that