Ten steps ahead of these niggas, fool That's why they *** with me instead of these niggas, yeah! This beat go perfect with my belt And match my down-to-the-air luggage too Joints rolled up, that's Louis Vuitton Bad bitches and cold drinks, yeah! You know what it is man, Taylor Gang No joint broaches in my car, play the game smart We gon' get this cheese, don't give police a reason to *** us all I done seen the ups, not a stranger to the downs But for now it's smoke, divas in my loft Champagne with bitches with foreign names My homie hit me on the text He ain't want nothing just to tell me that I got next And keep it G, I'm in your town frequently Got the bottle, bring the trees Watch some movies, hit this weed Yeah, nigga, living carefree Please don't blow my fly, part in the high, nigga, tendencies Can't duplicate us, but the plane's what they pretend to be Threw all the bull*** over, came and still remained a G Cleek go slow and sour these smokes She leave the room, you smell it on her fingers, bro Asking silly questions about where you been Saying you look different Had the time of her life, not to mention You ain't been this high in a minute Took ownership of the air, I'm fly You niggas just trying to visit Yeah Yeah, bitch Remember that babe, forgot I don't get it, so mommy, are you with it? I gotta know, we in the spotlight Never been high as you are till you get on my flight Oh, and away we go, on my plane Momma, they know my name Everywhere that we go, and they rep the gang Everywhere that we go, everywhere that we go While you at home on Twitter, trying hacking her page and *** We smoking and cracking jokes at how lame you is, uh Hotel room, right up by the water Even taught her how to use a joint roller A tight end, but came from underground like a aller Here like I never left, back like a spoiler Give my keys to valet, waiter, take my order Y'all been waiting for real niggas to eat the way they oughta Me and Khalifa, me and Kool-Aid and Kush Reaper Good drink that'll seat ya, put you in a sleeper Louis on my peepers, but I see that bread clearly don't Good music is the consequence, we legends really don't Minus Kanye, but we got this money incoming We get it day and night, couldn't marry to it, no humming I'm the ***, no plumbing, money talk, no humming Put the GPS on it, located, I'm coming I'm in something paper plated, candidate capitated Ickabob Crane, Super Bowl twins, fascinated What the fast like, haters to the left, I got my cash right Irish green, green, make em blow me like a bagpipe Lit up like a flashlight, VVS is in my necklace Looking like bag dykes, all my bitches bad like Mike, no homie, Amber Rose, Kim Kardashian tights Five star chicks, first class like my last ride Reaper go, I'm gone get it, so mami are you in it? I gotta go, we in the spotlight Never been as you are till you get on my flight Oh and away we go, on my plane Mama they know my name everywhere that we go And they rep the gang everywhere that we go Everywhere that we go www.*** or www.*** or www.*** or www.***