[Verse 1: The Jacka]
In first cla** sippin' straight syrup
On a 10 hour flight non-stop to Europe
Fast shout to my dawgs from Prague and Zurich
Posted in the fog make it hard on every tourist
When the time try n find out what my (?)
Its a (?) cause I'm fearless
n***as leanin' out they mind but we straight k**ers
Have a meeting then divide with the gang pillage
Weed for the lames but I drain with the real hittas
Split the sea for the yae, counting payers like paink**ers
Never see MOB gone spoken like a strange language
30 gang bangers copping coke out of plane hangers
b**hes hoping that we change cause the game dangerous
I keep picking at they brain till they way changes
We got famous they still love us cause we stay gangsters
Not just gettin high, thank Allah everyday because
[Hook: L's]
[Verse 2: L's]
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[Verse 3: Alibo]
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