[Verse 1: Smoke DZA]
Righttttttttt
Jet Life. We controllin' the sky

Loaded as a mother$#&@a but I'm re-energized
I got my hands on the money, I got my eyes on the prize
Dawg you know what this is, no need to question my fly


You know I be lowin' up
Got the goons lookin' clean as $#&@

Fly %#@!, baby, I be on nice kicks, daily
I'm a low store regular, never smokin' that regular
^!$$% three trippy sticks in, homie hot and ahead of ya


You already know what this is ^!$$%
Gotta get that bread, I got kids ^!$$%

$#&@ the juice, there too many ^!$$%s in my hood go out in a blaze tryna get it like Wiz ^!$$%
This game for live men, not for freshmen
Them JLR ^!$$%s got it locked down, no second guessin'