[Verse 1: My nigga Bongo it up, Omar gon' dip my rims today Or at least that's he say But I take e'rything with a of salt In things fall apart, I won't be the one that fault Full steam on them haters, we will never Smash on it, show money, pounds of weed, of gas Chevys in the driveway, four more parked in the grass Neighborhood beautification Put a on my front door, they ain't fucking with it But I ain't switching - they gon' to deal with it My name on that deed, mufucka me And in the next ten minutes, I you leave My dogs is unleashed and taking orders from G's Respect it or check it, at your throat like a well invested is money in that Jet shit
[Hook: Bonney] If you high up, you can see me fly by B-baaahh, If you look up, you can see me fly by B-baaahh,
2: Curren$y] Still on a mission, fishing not for Ski Beatz He in the passenger seat occasionally a pull of the weed And waving down at land from 30, 000 feet I'm at Auto Zone, car covers for my fleet cause I'm always gone But them living high in them pines always home Shitting on the roof, hood, and the Buzz you know how it is, but enough of it Back to the subject which is nothing but whatever G13 help me come up with Presidential high, Only fuck with them Jet misses, never with a sucker bitch Get a popped, crossed, on some whole other shit That's why I'm somewhere uncharted with a chick Spending rap money faster than I can count the shit