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Yeah, yeah Jet Life, nigga Yeah, Jet Life Scribble Scratch Records Statik Selektah Andretti, Statik Selektah, uh Bracelet in the freezer, you ain't cold as these A bitch need a limited time after I squeeze, gotta leave her Reefer and a speedster, never leased one That motherfucker mine, you see me in that driver seat Huh? You lost your fuckin' mind? Bitch, you fuckin' blind? This is real rap, this not no rap lies, I'm on my grind You just online watchin' other rappers die You just online watchin' twerk queens exercise While I'm outside pushin' mine This Scribble Scratch BMW hatchbacks With luggage racks, passports Tennis courts at the Waldorf Kentucky bluegrass with a canary yellow Porsche How do you define a boss? I took a loss and caught it off the backboard like an Atlanta Hawk Hit 'em with the Dominique Wilkins tomahawk jam Looking at the man right where I fuckin' stand Lamborghinis when I land, take me to my dinner plans Rolex on my staring hand, sick of hearin' 'bout how ill I am SongtexteBitches in my ear again, talkin' 'bout I'm realer than her man Why you dissin' him? I'm just chillin', man Rollin' sticks and dippin' them in jam Paddle shift the F1, I am the best one They thought the rest was on my level but I fuckin' left 'em Without a question Rollin' up the next one, I'm 'bout to bless one Once Statik make a selection, I gotta wreck one Yeah, yeah, while I'm outside Yeah, yeah, while I'm outside Yeah, yeah, while I'm outside Yeah, yeah, yeah, while I'm outside Yeah, yeah Aus Songtexte Mania