[Intro]
Who? Nigga who? Who?
(I took the jet to Dubai)
(I took the jet to Milan)
Who? Nigga who?
[Pre verse 1]
I pop a xan and chill
I buy some land and chill
I pour up the deuce, promethazine juice
And sip it like chamomile
I got that whip appeal
No I got that dick appeal
My bitch ain't Brazilian
But I could bet she look way better than Miss Brazil
[Verse 1]
I took the jet to Dubai
I took the jet to Milan
I took the jet way to Africa
Shout out my nigga Akon
Oh yes, the bitches was on me
Yeah, they be respecting my mind, shit
I had a heck of a time
I got a check for my time
I David Beckham with dimes
That mean I kick it with bad ones
They put cocaine on they arm
And then they snort it when they dabbin
Hoody lying, bout he fasting
These hoes lying 'bout they juicin'
These niggas lying 'bout they stacks
Producers lying 'bout producin'
Who? Nigga who? Who?
(I took the jet to Dubai)
(I took the jet to Milan)
Who? Nigga who?
[Pre verse 1]
I pop a xan and chill
I buy some land and chill
I pour up the deuce, promethazine juice
And sip it like chamomile
I got that whip appeal
No I got that dick appeal
My bitch ain't Brazilian
But I could bet she look way better than Miss Brazil
[Verse 1]
I took the jet to Dubai
I took the jet to Milan
I took the jet way to Africa
Shout out my nigga Akon
Oh yes, the bitches was on me
Yeah, they be respecting my mind, shit
I had a heck of a time
I got a check for my time
I David Beckham with dimes
That mean I kick it with bad ones
They put cocaine on they arm
And then they snort it when they dabbin
Hoody lying, bout he fasting
These hoes lying 'bout they juicin'
These niggas lying 'bout they stacks
Producers lying 'bout producin'
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