ON A FLIGHT

I cause a scene put one hand on my dawg

Run through that city like Chris and Marlo

Run out of love, now my heart is charcoal

I'm on some shit that my bitch just can't know

She in the O, but this ain't Chicago

I threw him a Nina, now he Soprano

Throw on that shit and now it's just casual

I'm in the cut and I keep it factual

Turn out the lights, it's just you and I

I need my shit with the suicide doors

Fuck up some commas, we ballin' now

I'm from the trenches, girl, you and I know

I was just hoping the stars align

Now I'm suggesting they call the pyro

I set this shit all alight, I set this shit all alight

Call me, girl, you know the vibe

Call me, girl, you know the time

Rollie and codeine with ice

And I fall, I fall down, you know that you get me right

And I roll my own 'dro, roll me that shit, get me light

And I keep my 4's on when she get me lit for the night

I don't play, hell nah, nah, I'm in this bitch with a knife

And she want that long-long, she take that shit for the night

I get way too gone-gone, roll up that shit on a flight

Too many gyal come like a distraction

Backstage, tryna get in on the action

Wanna go viral, she done it for the caption

(Rose gold and I got platinum)

He ain't never done shit, I don't know who gas him

She go deep on the dick with passion

I call her the passionate topper

I book out the suite and she pattern me proper

Ain't no shade, I can hardly see you through my stunners or my commas

Ain't no race, I still run it, two-tone wrist, bills get covered

Saint-Tropez, this money ain't nothin'

I'm blowing her back out, blowin' a hundred

I'm ready to cash out

I saw it coming, yeah

Ain't no shade, I can hardly see you through my stunners or my commas

Ain't no race, I still run it, two-tone wrist, bills get covered

Saint-Tropez, this money ain't nothin'

I'm blowing her back out, blowin' a hundred

I'm ready to cash out

I saw it coming, yeah

Call me, girl, you know the vibe

Call me, girl, you know the time

Rollie and codeine with ice

And I fall, I fall down, you know that you get me right

And I roll my own 'dro, roll me that shit, get me light

And I keep my 4's on when she get me lit for the night

I don't play, hell nah, nah, I'm in this bitch with a knife

And she want that long-long, she take that shit for the night

I get way too gone-gone, roll up that shit on a flight