Релиз: Март 2014
Альбом: Pilot
Автор Слов: C. Jackson, C. Mayfield, S. Patten
Performer: Shamtrax [Audio Producer], S. Dot [Additional Producer], Pro [Additional Producer], Ky Miller [Additional Producer], Eif Rivera [Video Director], Curtis "50 Cent" Jackson [Video Producer], Composer: S. Patten, C. Jackson, C. Mayfield, Author: S. Patten, C. Jackson, C. Mayfield
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[Chorus:]
Me, I'm like a pilot, G5 Jet, I'm fly as shit,
You cannot deny it, oh no, no-no, no-no.
Bitches be on my dick, designer threads, I'm fly as shit,
You cannot deny it, oh no, no-no, no-no.
Better back up off me, bitch, watch me ball. [x4]
[Verse 1:]
N**ga, every law and every rule I break,
Feds tryna watch the moves I make,
Every day I get birthday cake,
There's a hundred racks there in that safe,
Hundred grands there on that plate,
I ain't thinkin' ‘bout catchin' no case,
N**ga, my safe house super safe.
I zip Giuseppe's, I don't tie no lace,
Tom Ford, YSL, n**ga, run and tell,
I'm fly as hell.
Big Bentley Mulsanne,
No LP, just two songs,
A-side, B-side,
Ryder gang, bitch, that's right!
From NO to NY
I got shooters, bitch, don't act cute and shit,
We was born broke, no silver spoon,
My n**gas strapped, they super goons,
These n**gas here kinda soft,
We get the bread, then fuck it off,
Get more money, then fuck it off,
Make your bitch wan' suck me off,
We ain't had shit, we learned to ball,
Them ghetto bitches, they love us all.
[Chorus]
[Verse 2:]
Shorty bounce it, and she clap that,
Slide down the pole, she's a super ho.
That gold cuban, I jack that,
You n**gas know how this s'posed to go.
I'm in the club with n**gas, I clap that,
That P90 I pack that,
Your fuckin' head, I crack that.
You wan' test me? Don't test me.
Look, lover boy, what're you trippin' for?
N**gas don't even want your ho,
My n**ga Ill fresh out the pen,
You gonna make him go back again.
Them bottles comin', we turnt up,
Them sparks burnin', now watch us shine,
You do this shit once a year,
We do this shit all the time.
Now, captain, come and save her,
Get her from around this paper,
She'll never be the same,
I mean, like everything will change.
She cute, blow a little cheese on her,
Get her ass shots, throw D's on her,
Them shoes more than you think, though,
My bitch look like my bank roll.
[Chorus]