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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 SongtexteDollar 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) Aus Songtexte Mania