Jet Lag

Twist my locks and twist my pot
Got your bitch on my cock
You think she yours
I think she not
Thugging bitch I feel like Pac
Higher than a astronaut smoking on some juggernaut
Niggas sweet they butter scotch she wanna fuck I want the top
Na you can't post on my block especially if you a op
Catch him in the parking lot and smoke him out like coffee shops
Red dots look like chicken pocks chopper make him milly rock
All my niggas in the feild like cornerbacks we pick you off
Sick like I got measles these niggas so deceitful
Man all these niggas see through man all these hold up
Yeah
How the fuck we equal when I can't even see you
These bitches love my steelo
Cause I'm rocking Evisu's
Uh yeah
All of my niggas they riders yeah
Hit her one time then I'm out of there
Bitch I'm a dog like it's double dare
Twisting up weed while she twist my hair
Pretty young nigga they stop and stare
See I need some porridge like poppa bear
I need my Gucci like I'm La flare
Cop me some xannies and pop a pair
Pop a pair pop a pair parachute down
Don't touch the ground
Ain't fuck with me then
Can't fuck with me now
Ace the Skywalker I'm not coming down
Head in the clouds your feet on the ground
If he run up on me we gun him down
Man that little nigga get smoked like a pound
Uh paint that bitch face like a clown
Uh



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Writer(s): Darin Norwood
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