[Intro: G.T.]
Let's go
Platinum bezel on it, yeah
Let's go

[Chorus: G.T.]
I just took off to another planet on 'em
I just took off to another planet on 'em
Brand new platinum Presi', factory bezel on it
That's just to let 'em know I upped the level on 'em
Yeah, I just told the bitch I was a weight dealer
With all this cake, I damn near fucked the bank teller
I look outside my cribs and I see lakes, n***a
She say the real back, time out for the fake n***as

[Verse 1: Test]
Once upon a time, them n***as ate with us
Nowadays, they mad 'cause they ain't with us
Money pilin' up just like the dust, yeah
And n***as wasn't helpin', they like, "Fuck you"
I was mad at myself, was gettin' cash with the wrong n***as
Went outer space, then charge a brick for the song with 'em
Got it myself, nobody lent me a helping hand
Got on the Presidential 'cause I am a businessman
Fuck you think we slaved for?
All this pussy paid for
Yeah, she want that Patek face, bitch gon' give fellatio
I'ma go let the whole nation know, I'ma get more than common sense
I'ma go let your old lady vote, I know she know I'm out of here
[Chorus: G.T.]
I just took off to another planet on 'em
I just took off to another planet on 'em
Brand new platinum Presi', factory bezel on it
That's just to let 'em know I upped the level on 'em
Yeah, I just told the bitch I was a weight dealer
With all this cake, I damn near fucked the bank teller
I look outside my cribs and I see lakes, n***a
She say the real back, time out for the fake n***as

[Verse 2: G.T.]
Nobody told me life would be this way
This shit get stressful, smokin' on pounds and lookin' for lean to drink
I drop down and I say my prayers in Jesus' name
'Cause I look down at my wrist and I see eighty K
Man, these boys don't ball for real, I'm like, "What league they play?"
'Cause I turned 'round on these n***as, hit the fadeaway
My body down on Earth, but my mind outer space
I said, my body down on Earth, but my mind outer space
And you see who really solid when you catch a case
Bein' broke is a joke, I'm laughin' to the bank
Close the curtains in the Maybach coupe 'cause I just need my space
And it's shooting stars all through the roof when we in the Wraith
Ayy

[Chorus: G.T.]
I just took off to another planet on 'em
I just took off to another planet on 'em
Brand new platinum Presi', factory bezel on it
That's just to let 'em know I upped the level on 'em
Yeah, I just told the bitch I was a weight dealer
With all this cake, I damn near fucked the bank teller
I look outside my cribs and I see lakes, n***a
She say the real back, time out for the fake n***as