Pilot lyrics

[Chorus: Shy Glizzy]
I fell in love with girl and she back
All we do is hit mall and get high
She said killing this n*gga no lie
And my shoes got wings lets fly
I don't need a stylist I'm a pilot

[Verse 1: Shy Glizzy]
Glizzy whats your address
Saks fifth avenue told your b*tch come and get whatever she want to
Jessup red bottoms
Shoe don't wear prada
n*gga f*ck your gucci
We do balenciaga
This right here versace
Momma call me papi
Had to switch the style up
Sorry you can't copy
Sold all my cocaine
Took a b*tch to Jefferey's
She ask me what was real name
Told that b*tch Jeffery
Im everything he not
I rock my jeremy scott
Streets hottest younging god damn im so hot
Me and trinidad james glizzy gold gang
Now take off everything and put on my gold chain
[Chorus: Shy Glizzy]
I fell in love with girl and she back
All we do is hit mall and get high
She said killing this n*gga no lie
And my shoes got wings lets fly
I don't need a stylist I'm a pilot

[Verse 2: Trinidad James]
Grab them Bags girl. im saying you didn't pay nothing you can't for no bag
Its gold game james and my young n*gga shy glizzy
Rep the A town man my dc n*ggas with me (Wasup Cobain)
n*ggas wonder james how yall get so fly
I say our scotts came with wings and we dont even try
If glizzy bring them b*tches then b*tches going be B bi
And when we hit them b*tches man we tell them b*tches bye B gone
Fick n*ggas im on
Most of yall n*ggas be ho man
J's fake they homemade
Play straight
But yall n*ggas gay
I penetrate in your main dame
c*m straight in her Chanel chain
I'm to fly she dont complain
To fly to come plain
These shoes why they don't complain
That glizzy gold gang campaign b*tch