Trinidad James - Pilot lyrics

[Hook: Shy Glizzy} I fell in love with girl and she back All we do is hit mall and get high She said k**ing this n***a no lie And my shoes got wings lets fly I don't need a stylist I'm a pilot {Verse 1: Shy Glizzy} Glizzy whats your address Saks fifth avenue told your b**h come and get whatever she want to Jessup red bottoms Shoe don't wear prada, n***a f** your gucci We do balenciaga This right here versace Momma call me papi Had to switch the style up Sorry you can't copy Sold all my c**aine Took a b**h to Jefferey's She ask me what was real name Told that b**h Jeffery Im everything he not I rock my jeremy scott Streets hottest younging god damn im so hot Me and trinidad james glizzy gold gang Now take off everything and put on my gold chain [Hook] [Verse 2 : Trinidad James] Grab them Bags girl. im saying you didn't pay nothing you can't for no bag Its gold game james and my young n***a shy glizzy Rep the A town man my dc n***as with me (Wasup Cobain) n***as wonder james how yall get so fly I say our scotts came with wings and we dont even try If glizzy bring them b**hes then b**hes going be B bi And when we hit them b**hes man we tell them b**hes bye B gone Fick n***as im on Most of yall n***as be ho man J's fake they homemade Play straight But yall n***as gay I penetrate in your main dame Cum straight in her Chanel chain I'm to fly she dont complain To fly to come plain These shoes why they don't complain That glizzy gold gang campaign b**h