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Checkered flag type
Yea, when the speedometer reads 70 per hour
A spoiler is deployed the trunk
wind resistance, more power
You ain't sat in like this once (niggaa)
Fresh from the of Car & Driver
To the possession of high
File it in my
the rest of my shit
Up-to-date sheets, documented mileage
Handbook in the console I everything about it
Got yo wet, she need goggles
See me on the set, I'm the picture of
Live in the flesh, bombs on my rivals
We the JETS
You just motherfucking clown
ya big homie jewelry shooting virals
Never them cars, just standing by them
Not really knowing broads, just standing by them
No first class tickets, you just buy the stand-by
I'm dollars, you admiring
I'm Words With Friends whole in-flight wireless
Email full of condo
Marble or granite, islands
Got a out the deal I'm still on the grind
(JET on these niggas yeah)
Got 10 coming just give me some time
(JET life on them yeah)
Putting it all together got in mind
(JET on them niggas yeah)
Show them better than I can them they gon feel me
Show them better I can tell em they gon' feel me
Niggas I came up with changing up say gone kill me
If they ever catch me
I dont a fuck, sincerely
I know just emotional, they love me, they fear me
like my women, they see me steering, wish they was in it
Jealousy, just feeding em negative
I put my hands praying for my friend-emies
Only let paper chasers in this vicinity
violate the JET code without penalty
Even family get let go "Fredo, you me"
I work hard, bloggers thinking it's 10 of me
Dropping record after record them bitches slippery
I like shit and I know how to get it
dumbass, it's not rocket science or Quantum Physics
Get on fool, Trap til a trillion
Wrote raps in New Orleans and performed them in New Zealand
Word to Pusha T and legal drug dealing
"My God", a feeling

, Decepticon
Push disappearing when the drizzle clearing
I'll be laid in the enclave, until then
Jet miss in the kitchen up steaks
It'll smell like Ruth's in a minute fool, you want a plate?
The hero unsung when I'm done say I'm great