Landed
Yeah, ayy, ayy
If I gotta land, I'ma stick it
Baby, let it go and you gon' miss it
Wrote this with a Cartier pen, do I sound different? Yeah, yeah
Overseas and back, I was round-trippin'
I've been, uh, I've been, what?
I've been pop, whippin', wrist is on another rhythm
I was not kiddin', don't know why they playin' with him
I was not finna let them get no top billin'
Man, they really tried to take this shit and run with it
And I bought my dawg a Rollie 'cause he rolled with it, yeah
And I bought that girl a shovel 'cause she gold-diggin', yeah
If he talkin' out his head, then it's off with it, yeah
Boardin' Air Drake, then we takin' off in it, yeah
And if I gotta land, I'ma stick it, ayy, yeah
Baby, let it go and you gon' miss it
Wrote this with a Cartier pen, do I sound different?
Yeah, you always said I changed, I'm just now switchin'
Ayy, ayy, what?
Ayy, ayy, I done dosed off
I done got a different number 'cause I'm closed off
Used to hit the bitch and now she wanna, huh
Now she wanna call me like she
Doesn't know that phone's off, uh, what?
I just met her friend and now her clothes off, yeah
Drop around whoever, bet it goes off, yeah
Patek doin' backflips, showin' off
Yeah, and if I gotta land, I'ma stick it
Baby, let it go and you gon' miss it
Wrote this with a Cartier pen, do I sound different? Yeah, yeah
Overseas and back, I was round-trippin'
I've been, uh, I've been, what?
I've been pop, whippin,' wrist is on another rhythm
He been block-switchin', don't know how you ride with him
Gotta a supermodel, wanna be a down missus
All my niggas, they be on them out-of-town missions
Wasn't hearin' me before, okay, but now listen
Pushin' five Cadillacs like a politician
I be in and out arenas like I'm Scottie Pippen
Yeah, pop, whippin', wrist is goin' thirty with it, ooh, yeah
Put the beat in front of me, I'm dirtyin' it, yeah, what?
Do this shit for real, you niggas dabble in it, yeah
Say you need a minute, I don't have a minute, yeah
And if I gotta land, I'ma-
Stick that motherfucker at the Clearport and park that
If I gotta land, I'ma stick it
Baby, let it go and you gon' miss it
Wrote this with a Cartier pen, do I sound different? Yeah, yeah
Overseas and back, I was round-trippin'
I've been, uh, I've been, what?
I've been pop, whippin', wrist is on another rhythm
I was not kiddin', don't know why they playin' with him
I was not finna let them get no top billin'
Man, they really tried to take this shit and run with it
And I bought my dawg a Rollie 'cause he rolled with it, yeah
And I bought that girl a shovel 'cause she gold-diggin', yeah
If he talkin' out his head, then it's off with it, yeah
Boardin' Air Drake, then we takin' off in it, yeah
And if I gotta land, I'ma stick it, ayy, yeah
Baby, let it go and you gon' miss it
Wrote this with a Cartier pen, do I sound different?
Yeah, you always said I changed, I'm just now switchin'
Ayy, ayy, what?
Ayy, ayy, I done dosed off
I done got a different number 'cause I'm closed off
Used to hit the bitch and now she wanna, huh
Now she wanna call me like she
Doesn't know that phone's off, uh, what?
I just met her friend and now her clothes off, yeah
Drop around whoever, bet it goes off, yeah
Patek doin' backflips, showin' off
Yeah, and if I gotta land, I'ma stick it
Baby, let it go and you gon' miss it
Wrote this with a Cartier pen, do I sound different? Yeah, yeah
Overseas and back, I was round-trippin'
I've been, uh, I've been, what?
I've been pop, whippin,' wrist is on another rhythm
He been block-switchin', don't know how you ride with him
Gotta a supermodel, wanna be a down missus
All my niggas, they be on them out-of-town missions
Wasn't hearin' me before, okay, but now listen
Pushin' five Cadillacs like a politician
I be in and out arenas like I'm Scottie Pippen
Yeah, pop, whippin', wrist is goin' thirty with it, ooh, yeah
Put the beat in front of me, I'm dirtyin' it, yeah, what?
Do this shit for real, you niggas dabble in it, yeah
Say you need a minute, I don't have a minute, yeah
And if I gotta land, I'ma-
Stick that motherfucker at the Clearport and park that
Credits
Writer(s): Aubrey Drake Graham, Dylan Cleary Krell, Ronald La Tour
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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