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I wrote record while thirty thousand feet in the air
complimentin' me on my nappy hair
If I can f-ck her in front of all of passengers
prob'ly think I'm a terrorist
Eat my asparagus, I'm askin' her
of a young nigga, fast 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, million, and a Comptown fitted

up (Hol' up) hol' up (Hol' up)
Hol' up (Hol' up) up (Hol' up)
Yeah, big poppin'
80

Back in bitch in the back of that bitch
Wit' my back against the wall and yo' bitch on the of my dick
off
I call a a bitch, a ho a ho, a woman a woman
I never did nothin' but the ground on top of the asphalt
Tire mark gave you evidence that I'm easily peddlin' with the speed of a lightnin'
As a kid I killed two adults, I'm too
I live my twenties at two years old, the man
Truth be told, I'm eighty-seven
Wicked as eighty reverends in a of fire wit' devils holdin' hands
From the distance, don't know one is a Christian, damn
Who can I trust in There's no one
Not even myself, a screamin' for help, somebody

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

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

24/7 nigga, workin' his ass for it, she that ass for it
The King of Diamonds diamonds I never do ask for
They checkin' my passport, I'm too with Customs
She in the task force, I killed it, somebody cuff 'I'm
They me to fast-forward the game, and why you complain
When you niggas is past poor, you'll hop in my lane
you pushin' a RAV4, you wreckin' my Jaguar
You play a bad sport, her feet on the dashboard

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, nigga, losin' ain't an

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

I wrote record while thirty thousand feet in the air
Stewardess me on my nappy hair
If I can fuck her in front of all of these
prob'ly think I'm Osama
The plane landed, it was an honor hol' up