Jet Life, Jet Life, Jet Life
Uh, that Jet Life, Jet Life nigga yeaaah
Uh, Jet Life, Jet LIfe nigga
Yeaaah

[Verse 1 - Young Roddy]
Cut the checks I came to get the butters
Live from the gutta, intelligent motherfucker
Since I been at bat these wack rappers been in trouble
And Roddy stand tall even when I'm outnumbered
Ain't no lie, she say she comfortable in my covers
Tryna hide my keys, hide my phone, hide my rubbers
My other gig laying that pipe down I'm a plumber
From sun down to sun up I'm plotting on my come up
You sho nuff cough up a lung where the fuck I come from
Don't get me twisted, I'm no swisher sweet blunt
It's best cop yo own shit, mother fuck a front
Cause mama got some ass you can see from the front
I'm talking back like a camel
In that bed I'm an animal
Betcha she can't handle it when I'm gone off that cannabis
Her brain excellent, my brain scrambling
Yeaaauh

[Hook - (2x)]
Her brain excellent, my brain scrambling
Betcha she can't handle it when I'm gone off that cannabis
Her brain excellent, my brain scrambling
Yeaaauh, Jet Life nigga
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