2Planës Lyrics by Yeat
I got this guap, this *** gon’ shake my ***’ hand
I got so much, I got to fly with two planes
One plane filled with money, one plane filled with us
Bro, you not the gang, lil’ ***, you don’t rock with us
Get in the chop, gettin’ the lay of the land, the big old flop
Pick up the guap, I got the big old pile of money on top
I got the ***, won’t stop, I got the house and the crib and the watch
I got the *** on top, I got the motherfuckin’ guap on top
Uh, one plane filled with money, one plane filled with us
One plane filled with money, one plane filled with us
***, you know you not my twizz, you not my mans
***, you know, had to let you go
Money on the bed, money on the jet
Money on the yacht, money on the top
I got all this guap, I got all this bread
I can’t feel the same, y’all can talk to feds
Y’all the ***’ lames, y’all the ***’ snitches
Y’all the ***’ brains, I got everything
I got all this guap, I got all these ***
I got all the money, I get everything
You don’t understand, I got all this ***
Everything I want, everything I need
Flexin’ when I want, doin’ what I want
Talkin’ when I want, doin’ what I want
Pull up to a show, do I wanna do it?
I don’t ***’ know, I don’t ***’ care
Every time I wanna ***’ do it
I’ma build up in that buildin’ and I’ll do it there
I got this guap, this *** gon’ shake my ***’ hand
I got so much, I got to fly with two planes
One plane filled with money, one plane filled with us
Bro, you not the gang, lil’ ***, you don’t rock with us
Yeah, I ride with gang, how I *** with gang
Same club, she gon’ *** your brain
Yeah, these diamonds, they gon’ bust, ***, no ***’ ring
Even the skelly gon’ bust, gon’ bust your brain
I guess you live your life so dangerously (Ooh)
The pills, the thrills, the cars, and *** (Ooh)
But what is life if you can’t live your dreams?
A life of boredom ain’t no life for me
I’m bleedin’ out, ooh