[Intro]
Ayy, ayy

[Verse 1]
Bitch so bad, might wife it
Might just need call my psychic
Wonder why I feel so righteous
Oh yeah, ayy
Took too much, can't drive it
Might just need call my pilot
Diamonds might be a flight risk

[Chorus]
Smoke too much my Nina
Need a re up
30.000 feet, no one could see us
Shawty like I never get to see ya
But I come back and give her what she fiends for
Yeah

[Verse 2]
Go on and talk to me nice
Talk to me nice
Used to think I was fly, fly
Hopped on a fly