Fighter Jet lyrics

[Intro:]
You already know whats going on man
Straight player sh*t
(trapaholic)
Straight player sh*t
(Sailing team, lil boat)
Smoke straight backwoods n*gga
(I don't even smoke)
We don't roll skinnys
We don't roll skinnys
(Hood rich b*tch)

[Chorus: Cook LaFlare]
Money make her pus*y wet
She say that sh*t I smoke is off the fighter jet
That lil b*tch get freaky on them percocets
She like when I put molly in the moet
She my lil sex kitten, she my lil pet
I was wild when I was young and now I get respect
Drop 16 racks on them sliders yeah im getting that vet
Me, cars, money, they call that a triple threat
I swear none my n*ggas strugglin' yeah they all set

[Verse 1: Cook LaFlare]
I got racks too
Bad b*tches said she wanna be my lil boo
I might flip that b*tch on my trip by your crew
Ive been on the boat, feel them on the boat
In a gorgeous float, and them Forgi's float
Im the best of all time, they said i'm the goat
Told that lil b*tch you thick as f*ck but we can't elope
Fontainebleau sh*t lit my di*k up like a canelope
Money
I got plug money
I got club money
Bottles of the bubbly
Smashin with the docks
Racks in the shoe box
Couple AK's
Got a few Glocks
[Chorus: Cook LaFlare]
Money make her pus*y wet
She say that sh*t I smoke is off the fighter jet
That lil b*tch get freaky on the percocets
She like when I put molly in the moet
She my lil sex kitten, she my lil pet
I was wild when I was young and now I get respect
Drop 16 racks on them sliders yeah im getting that vet
Me, cars, money, they call that a triple threat
I swear none my n*ggas strugglin' yeah they all set

[Verse 2: Lil Yachty]
All my n*ggas straight
All my n*ggas hit Bombay when we on the bay
All my b*tches get butt naked when I say so
I ain't go back to Miami till my case was closed
Ooh, true story
Used to have a b*tch named Tory, but she used to bore me
I can't understand why they hate
Oh no
Where you wanna go?
Top floor, top floor, top floor
Woah
Im about my ching chang, ching chang
All my b*tches like designer things, and diamond rings
[Chorus: Cook LaFlare]
Money make her pus*y wet
She say that sh*t I smoke is off the fighter jet
That lil b*tch get freaky on the percocets
She like when I put molly in the moet
She my lil sex kitten, she my lil pet
I was wild when I was young and now I get respect
Drop 16 racks on them sliders yeah im getting that vet
Me, cars, money, they call that a triple threat
I swear none my n*ggas strugglin' yeah they all set

[Outro]