Sol Jay - mile high club lyrics

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Sol Jay - mile high club lyrics

[Intro] (Ayo, Ian) Yeah [Chorus] Mile high club when she hit me on the plane How high I done got to outer space She one day closer to havin' a break I’m on my boss sh*t now So it's fu*k up out the way [Post-Chorus] b*tch, move You ain't ’bout the sh*t you say, I'm true You gon' fake it 'til you make no moves And lil' bro flexin' chains of fools (Gold, gold, gold) I can't let you change a move [Verse] I can't have you change my mood ’Cause if you kill my vibe, it’s bye-bye It would be a shame if that was you I been stated it but I got my rules They know I take off like a catapult She like me, animal, when I fu*k off the Adderall, uh Her mom add it up, uh Addin' up the ones Go ’head, grab the pole but I ain't claim none One, two, three, four, five, six hoes Now every big bro say they wanna be Sol Take my white to your face like that white up your nose But my queen don't snort so you cannot have the throne Don't compare me to no one, I built up myself, uh You can’t compare mine to nobody wealth My sh*t timeless, I'm priceless, I could never sell Who-whole lot of purple all over myself I keep Givenchy on my body and the GG on my hip Pu-pu-pull it out of lil' shawty, and say, "GG" to the b*tch That lil' ho gotta have COVID the way she get around She could have your homie You know, the one I put on and tryna take my sound Another one of my sons that wouldn't be none If I never let 'em ride-ride in my boat They ridin' with me so they copy my roles They copy my themes to copy my flows I know I got some eyes watchin' And shout to Izzy 'cause I been feelin' all in [Bridge] I been scratchin' at the surface Ever since a kid, I know my purpose Yeah, I just pray that it's worth it Yeah, 'cause I been known I deserve it [Chorus] Mile high club when she hit me on the plane How high I done got to outer space She one day closer to havin' a break I'm on my boss sh*t now So it's fu*k up out the way [Post-Chorus] b*tch, move You ain't 'bout the sh*t you say, I'm true You gon' fake it 'til you make no moves And lil' bro flexin' chains of fools (Gold, gold, gold) I can't let you change a move

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