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I wrote this record thirty thousand feet in the air
Stewardess complimentin' me on my hair
If I can f-ck her in front of all of these
prob'ly think I'm a terrorist
Eat my asparagus, I'm askin' her
Thoughts of a young nigga, money and freedom
A crash dummy for diamonds, I know you dyin' to 'em
prob'ly die in a minute
Just bury me with twenty bitches, twenty million, and a fitted

Hol' up (Hol' up) up (Hol' up)
up (Hol' up) hol' up (Hol' up)
Yeah, big shit
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Back in this in the back of that bitch
Wit' my back against the wall and yo' bitch on the edge of my
off
I call a bitch a bitch, a ho a ho, a a woman
I never did nothin' but the ground on top of the asphalt
Tire mark gave you evidence that I'm easily peddlin' the speed of a lightnin' bolt
As a kid I two adults, I'm too advanced
I live my twenties at two old, the wiser man
be told, I'm like eighty-seven
Wicked as reverends in a pool of fire wit' devils holdin' hands
From the distance, don't know which one is a Christian,
Who can I trust in There's no one
Not myself, a Gemini screamin' for help, somebody

Hol' up (Hol' up) up (Hol' up)
up (Hol' up) hol' up (Hol' up)
Yeah, big shit poppin', everybody
you do it like this, nigga, losin' ain't an option

Hol' up (Hol' up) up (Hol' up)
Hol' up (Hol' up) up (Hol' up)
Yeah, big shit poppin' (Ay, ay, her out the studio, Ali)

nigga, workin' his ass for it, she poppin' that ass for it
The of Diamonds wit' diamonds I never do ask for
They checkin' my passport, I'm too accustomed Customs
She in the task force, I killed it, somebody cuff 'I'm
They want me to the game, and why you complain
When you niggas is past poor, you'll never hop in my
When you pushin' a RAV4, you my Jaguar
You play a bad sport, her feet on the dashboard

Hol' up (Hol' up) up (Hol' up)
Hol' up (Hol' up) up (Hol' up)
Yeah, big shit poppin', everybody
When you do it this, nigga, losin' ain't an option

Hol' up (Hol' up) up (Hol' up)
up (Hol' up) hol' up (Hol' up)
Yeah, big poppin', everybody watchin'
When you do it like this,

I wrote this record thirty thousand feet in the air
Stewardess complimentin' me on my nappy
If I can fuck her in front of all of passengers
They'll prob'ly I'm Osama
The plane emergency landed, it was an hol' up