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Featuring Trademark & Fiend

You want a blow?
Are you gonna leave?
Yep
I gotta make a pick-up
You be back soon
Are you coming back soon priest?

Meeting other five families, bring a little jewelry true
Them niggas bring their hoes with em, they be staying at me
Baby that fool that you with don't compare him to me
We in the same business but them boys ain't up on they business
I'm a business man and I'm own a couple businesses
Michael on the business tell my homie if you want it
But we all bosses and he got his own shit
Weed so strong you need a weight belt to hit it
I take that bitch mind like the hypnotist
Fuck her brains out, she hit the mall and buy me shit
High as fuck bout her body, bring around some other girls
I gotta her tryin shit that shy shell, she came right out of it
After we all came, I was counting again
Back at the money mountain, playing it platinum
A way to get it all where I'm tryin to stop it

No time for these bitches and they know that
Dollar signs in my eyes, that money contacts
You could catch a contact high bitch, I bomb em out
Like the weed hit the music this how them G's ride .. (jet life, jet life)
Like the weed hit the music this how them G's ride .. (jet life, jet life)

You know how the game go, I'll be high up on the same old
Trade mark AKA Flamingo
I still don't fuck with no lamoes
Make change when I change flows, switch hoes like I change clothes
I got dough but I want more, same youngin from the corner stone,
Tryina get it on the low, jet life to the next life
That's the only thing I'm living for,
Money over bitches and that's all this young nigga knows
Slamming coupe doors, rolling on them 24s outfit was four
G's but I ain't stuntin ho, please I'm flier than the SV this GLR
And my SB's read FB, say no more
I've been hustling, got 200 racks on the floor
With a hundred more in the arm, walk past the corridor
I'm stackin, when it comes to racks I tell em pour it on
All I see is dialars, that's the only thing I'm focused on,
Only noose can save me, I done reach the point of no return
Life

No time for this bitches and they know that
Dollar signs in my eyes the money contacts
You could catch a contact high bitch I buy them out
Like the weed hit the music this how them G's ride .. (jet life, jet life)
Like the weed hit the music this how them G's ride .. (jet life, jet life)

It is strong like a hundred coop liquor, a onion is a zipper
Ask around town we the niggas, the niggas niggas
Motivated by money you know what the streets be dummy,
ain't nobody gon rob me, don't envy the permanent gumby
Paper still right from the mud, that's we's gon dug it up
But we still spin on these cars, or we just crushing her
Ladies of the ladies you in the presence of greatness
For pussy he got pictures, weak, I'm usually one who'll chase him
Bread like white Jesus, I'm at the dome shilikas
It was palms of weed before your features,
Barely is on my feet for the night that it was on
For the G's, Impala on D's, harbor ball spinnin G
By any means veins shish
Tree look purplish, gold links Turkish
We ain't after darker but the Benz know how to twerk it
And that thing with her tongue, she could probably join the circus
Dies hands super swag cake bitch serve it

No time for these bitches and they know that
Dollar signs in my eyes, that money contacts
You could catch a contact high bitch, I bomb em out
Like the weed hit the music this how them G's ride .. (jet life, jet life)
Like the weed hit the music this how them G's ride .. (jet life, jet life)