Flight Plan
Lil' 'rillo rolled up in my right hand
When I'm low you know that loud brighten
Trynna get right while I'm sober is enough, I don't really need clouds in my flight plan
Lil' 'rillo rolled up in my left hand
When I'm low you know that loud brighten (Bright)
Trynna get right while I'm sober is enough, I don't really need clouds in my flight plan
At 13 I bought my first ticket ('Sko)
Lil' bike ride just to rip it in the sky
Never felt the buzz I just heard it (Yuh)
One puff and the world's deserted (Ooh)
My journey ain't start smooth sailin'
I was fearin' so much the first time I copped a Dutch (Haha)
I waited so long it burnt up in a split (Quick)
Who knew after school id graduate to a spliff (Nic)
Lil 'rillo rolled up in my right hand
When I'm low you know that loud brighten
Hard to chill when they don't understand
Might need some clouds up in my flight plan
Might need some clouds up in my flight plan
Might need some clouds up in my flight plan
Hard to chill when they don't understand
Rolled up now it's clouds in my flight plan
16 Got me a whip I was a free
My homeboy just a bit older than me
He gave me that pressure
No Little Trees but at school man we was smellin' fresher
They say pimpin' ain't easy especially
When MJ only girl that talked to me
It's times that I need it
It's times that I'm fiendin'
It's times that my homies thought about intervening
Lil bit of addy just to get through school
Lil bit of Xanny now I'm just a fool
Fuck seeing clear like Huxtable
Brain need a lil' bit adjusting to it
I got limited seats on this flight
People steady hatin' on me it's alright (Why)
Cause Ima be up in the game
I wait for the fame till it's my turn
I'm rollin' up goin' insane but really it's better than all of the 'cane
Let it burn (Boy)
That's a shoutout to Meek
Used to have DC on the aux every week
MMG gave me juice as a junior in school (Maybach music)
Now I'm rollin' up doobs as I'm cookin' up tunes
Kickin' it like Beckham
Competition I'll wreck em (Good luck)
Might look white got a lil' bit of spice
But I only hit authentic
Bought a crib cause I don't rent it
Straight up out the suburbs still I hustle who you tellin'?
When I'm low you know that loud brighten
Trynna get right while I'm sober is enough, I don't really need clouds in my flight plan
Lil' 'rillo rolled up in my left hand
When I'm low you know that loud brighten (Bright)
Trynna get right while I'm sober is enough, I don't really need clouds in my flight plan
At 13 I bought my first ticket ('Sko)
Lil' bike ride just to rip it in the sky
Never felt the buzz I just heard it (Yuh)
One puff and the world's deserted (Ooh)
My journey ain't start smooth sailin'
I was fearin' so much the first time I copped a Dutch (Haha)
I waited so long it burnt up in a split (Quick)
Who knew after school id graduate to a spliff (Nic)
Lil 'rillo rolled up in my right hand
When I'm low you know that loud brighten
Hard to chill when they don't understand
Might need some clouds up in my flight plan
Might need some clouds up in my flight plan
Might need some clouds up in my flight plan
Hard to chill when they don't understand
Rolled up now it's clouds in my flight plan
16 Got me a whip I was a free
My homeboy just a bit older than me
He gave me that pressure
No Little Trees but at school man we was smellin' fresher
They say pimpin' ain't easy especially
When MJ only girl that talked to me
It's times that I need it
It's times that I'm fiendin'
It's times that my homies thought about intervening
Lil bit of addy just to get through school
Lil bit of Xanny now I'm just a fool
Fuck seeing clear like Huxtable
Brain need a lil' bit adjusting to it
I got limited seats on this flight
People steady hatin' on me it's alright (Why)
Cause Ima be up in the game
I wait for the fame till it's my turn
I'm rollin' up goin' insane but really it's better than all of the 'cane
Let it burn (Boy)
That's a shoutout to Meek
Used to have DC on the aux every week
MMG gave me juice as a junior in school (Maybach music)
Now I'm rollin' up doobs as I'm cookin' up tunes
Kickin' it like Beckham
Competition I'll wreck em (Good luck)
Might look white got a lil' bit of spice
But I only hit authentic
Bought a crib cause I don't rent it
Straight up out the suburbs still I hustle who you tellin'?
Credits
Writer(s): Jesse Lankeau, Tristan Joya
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