Pilot

Bentley coupe seat im a pilot
Sticking to my dollar
Praying to my whala
Gucci or the Prada
In Melrose on a Hummer
Prayed for a hunna
Im reaching Nirvana
I be burning that ganjah

Six hunnid for the zips
I be getting too lit
Chrome Hearts what im wearing
Its a habit im rich
Til i blow another mill
Smoking on Beverly hills
Got a freezer on my wrist
Tan brown leather seats

I keep my shit clean
Racing in a GT coupe
I just did a pill
2k on a meal
4k for the lean
But i can't quit codeine

Im swerving in my
Im swerving in my

Im swerving imma sin
She sucking on my dick
Real Runtz in my Prada bag
Im smoking on exotic brand
Burberry bag with ten stacks
Puffin on a couple grams
Pass the cops in my ride
Keep an eye out for my license plate
Thats Nova racing with ceramic tint

Bentley coupe seat im a pilot
Riding in that Falcon
In a private plane like pablo
Moving weight out of state
Crashing cars in LA
Puffing lemonade in the bay
Imma keep my shine
You just want my life
But you can't duplicate my style



Credits
Writer(s): Gerardo Arévalo
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