Just got off a break for a month
I pull out that Wraith in the sun
Chips and Queso got a bunch
In passenger I got a gun
I think I'm 'bout to let it bust
But I'm just tryna crush the blunt
Yeah, I'm just tryna puff it up
I don't think you really feel it
I remember back then I couldn't even come up on a million
Couldn't even get a flight, now we gon' fly city, back to city
I done took it overseas, got me on a flight goin' to Houdini
So I don't think you really feel it
And I ain't really think you would hear it
You better catch me on the runway every time I go and touch down in Paris
I got on stones, my neck, my ears, and I got my wrist on the Parish
I got all the bones intact up in my cardiac skeleton
I'm getting so rich you can bet on it
And I'm finally rich I can say this shit
No, I'm not really worried 'bout feeling it
If I'm from the start then I'm finna shit
I'm going 100, I ain't going 0
I'm trying to stack up and count up the narrow
I'm trying to go to UK and spend Euro
Just got off a break for a month
I pull out that Wraith in the sun
Chips and Queso got a bunch
In passenger I got a gun
I think I'm bout to let it burst
But I'm just tryna crush the blunt
Yeah, I'm just tryna puff it up
Just got off a break for a month
I pull out that Wraith in the sun
Chips and Queso got a bunch
In passenger I got a gun
I think I'm bout to let it burst
But I'm just tryna crush the blunt
Yeah, I'm just tryna puff it up
I don't think you'd really feel it
