Hi-Jackin’ Planez lyrics

[Verse 1]
Is it me or I'm tripping? Them folks on my phone
When I talk, I hear echoes in the background, homes
Looked out my window, seen a black Tahoe
Dark tint, two guys, two black suits
They say I'm wanted for third degree swag
Drop twenty in Louis, another thirty in Gucci
Saks Fifth Shawty all I do is shop
Rollie on my left wrist would make a n*gga jaw drop
Brick Squad Monopoly, this is it
The way the girl lockjawing di*k, she's like a f*cking pit
They say life's a b*tch, so I'm fingerf*cking it
With a finger condom on 'cause I don't trust sh*t

[Chorus]
Put your lighters in the air, put your red cups up
Blowing Backwoods back to back, I'm f*cked up
Hijacking planes, three years in the game
Got the money and the fame, but ain't nothing really changed
b*tches on my di*k, cell phone keeps jumping
Police out the window, man, they think a n*gga hustling
I'ma keep grinding, I'ma keep grinding
I'ma keep grinding, I'ma keep grinding

[Verse 2]
You want me for a feature? That's one brick
Shows going for two bricks, told her snort it off my di*k
All I know is grind, go get it with it
You can tell we them bangers soon as I pulled down the brim
Where I'm from, n*ggas rob their kin
You can't even trust a b*tch or your best friend
Riverdale, n*gga, this like Compton
Our pistols always barking, my n*gga, we get it popping
You can feel the tension soon as I walk in the building
'Rarri sit low to the Earth, call it caterpilling
I'ma keep it grinding, n*gga, don't stop
In this industry, lames get all the credit