I gotta this flight But I'm faded drinking that goose I told my mom and my girl that I'd be And told me they'd be there, too My flight's on time, alright, fuck this Imma cut this shit, like I cut that Ill, I'm Moving through the line with skill Makin' sure that I ain't got no What do you want man, what's deal?
Step back, pull pants up your legs like this, put your hands up It's if you touch my dick 'cus is the security check Homegirl, spread cheeks till I can see what you ate last I not find some shit this is the security check
I gotta gate D9 It looks I'll be fine Till I out that I queued in the wrong Fuck, so I go back But the terminal's And I'm about to a panic attack Put me in a get me to the now 'cus I to be there If I'm not in the air In T minus 15 have to go and hijack the machine
Step back, pull pants up Spread your legs like this, put hands up It's okay if you my dick 'cus is the security check Homegirl, spread cheeks I can see what you ate last week I not find some shit 'cus is the security check
Look Mom, I'm but I don't think make it home tonight got me locked up tight sitting in a with two Arabic guys No, Mom, cool A dude me is always gonna get through Rich, white, jew, I hit 'em the Hebrew tov to you! Shout out to Nexxus, him the Lexus is up front when the publishing comes And he can go buy shit 'cus is the security check
to be a classic Let me see ass on the dance spastic on the gas bitch and then that shit 'cus this is a security