Yeah, ayy, ayy If I gotta land, I'ma stick it Baby, let it go and you gon' miss it Wrote this with a Cartier pen, do I sound different? Yeah, yeah Overseas and back, I was round-trippin' I've been, uh, I've been, what I've been pop, whippin', wrist is on another rhythm I was not kiddin', don't know why they playin' with him I was not finna let them get no top billin' Man, they really tried to take this shit and run with it And I bought my dawg a Rollie 'cause he rolled with it, yeah And I bought that girl a shovel 'cause she gold-diggin', yeah If he talkin' out his head, then it's off with it, yeah Boardin' Air Drake, then we takin' off in it, yeah And if I gotta land, I'ma stick it, ayy, yeah Baby, let it go and you gon' miss it Wrote this with a Cartier pen, do I sound different Yeah, you always said I changed, I'm just now switchin' Ayy, ayy, what Ayy, ayy, I done dosed off I done got a different number 'cause I'm closed off Used to hit the bitch and now she wanna... huh Now she wanna call me like she doesn't know that phone's off, uh, what I just met her friend and now her clothes off, yeah Drop around whoever, bet it goes off, yeah Patek doin' backflips, showin' off Yeah, and if I gotta land, I'ma stick it Baby, let it go and you gon' miss it Wrote this with a Cartier pen, do I sound different? Yeah, yeah Overseas and back, I was round-trippin' I've been, uh, I've been, what I've been pop, whippin,' wrist is on another rhythm He been block-switchin', don't know how you ride with him Gotta supermodel, wanna be a down missus All my niggas, they be on them out-of-town missions Wasn't hearin' me before, okay, but now listen Pushin' five Cadillacs like a politician I be in and out arenas like I'm Scottie Pippen Yeah, pop, whippin', wrist is goin' thirty with it, ooh, yeah Put the beat in front of me, I'm dirtyin' it, yeah, what Do this shit for real, you niggas dabble in it, yeah Say you need a minute, I don't have a minute, yeah And if I gotta land, I'ma— Stick that motherfucker at the Clearport and park that