So FLY Pro Era (Ft. Capital STEEZ, CJ Fly & Joey Bada$$)

[Verse 1: CJ Fly]
Concord Grape Juice on a Concorde
Done lots of birds but she acting like a condor
Something like my money, I'll pile it
I'm ill, been airborne way before July 6th
Just got up, I have numerous disguises
Could cook it, only if you let me in and then I'll jet
The way your body shaking so seismic
Gave you my heart and other parts but that's private
That means I wasn't in my mommy's tummy
So much paper all around me got me feeling like a mummy
Just terrific
Lyrics was written in hieroglyphics
Copped two O's and 7
Now I'm feeling like I'm on a mission
I'm like a runway plane just tryna get lifted
On Cloud 9 without reefer in my system
Fly like a hero, though I'm chilling like a villain
Closed like a sealant, up like a ceiling
If I say it's going down just be sure to have your parachute
She give me lots of head I call her Betty Boop the-
Air-port is like my fortress
In the Air Force, but never wearing Air Forces
With a flow like a faucet
Yo STEEZ take the L man, tell 'em that we forfeit
Tell 'em that we forfeit
To let Joey be the one to torch it