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letra de my flight - beatsbyadz

[verse 1: juice wrld]
b-tch, i’m fly as a bird in the moncler skies (yeah)
purple hood on my head, ridin’ on a dirt bike (oh yeah)
almost crashed into a turnpike then i turned right (oh yeah)
remember when i couldn’t turn right, i had to learn right (oh yeah)

[chorus: juice wrld]
that’s another lesson learned right, i’ma be alright
don’t f-ck these thots, they’ll get you burned right, livin’ that dog life
raf simons and adidas, but i earn stripes, yeah, you d-mn right
in the airport cuttin’ the tsa line, late for my flight, uh (let’s go, let’s go)
travel the world, woah, juice wrld, glow (yeah)
triple 9 ’til the world blow (yeah), let your girl know (yeah)
my closet a gun show (grra), .30 clips and drums, ho (grra)
don’t get nick cannon, for my cannon (yeah), hit a n-gga with a drum roll (get it)
[verse 2: lil uzi vert]
why you keep on going back? (why?)
yeah, i got my reasons, like
yeah, i got my reasons, like
car so fast, yeah, it’s movin’ like a beam of light (zoom, skrrt)
best rockstar of all time, hope that i don’t die
’cause i am immortal
too bad you a mortal (too bad, too bad)
no wonder you normal (d-mn)
your girl saw me once (yeah)
she said i’m adorable, uh (said i’m adorable)
my diamonds so sick (what?)
this sh-t is not curable (d-mn)

[verse 3: juice wrld]
like, look at these diamonds (look at these diamonds)
like, look at these diamonds
tired of these n-ggas, i swear they be lyin’
i never keep it, you know i one night it
doin’ these drugs, yeah, i’m outta my body
yeah, i’m outta my body
real n-ggas, yeah, they right here right beside me (ooh)
doin’ these drugs, yeah, i’m outta my body
yeah, i’m outta my body
real n-ggas, yeah, they right here right beside me (ooh)
[chorus: juice wrld]
that’s another lesson learned right, i’ma be alright
don’t f-ck these thots, they’ll get you burned right, livin’ that dog life
raf simons and adidas, but i earn stripes, yeah, you d-mn right
in the airport cuttin’ the tsa line, late for my flight, uh (let’s go, let’s go)
travel the world, woah, juice wrld, glow (yeah)
triple 9 ’til the world blow (yeah), let your girl know (yeah)
my closet a gun show (grra), .30 clips and drums, ho (grra)
don’t get nick cannon, for my cannon (yeah), hit a n-gga with a drum roll (get it)

[verse 4: xxxtentacion]
my d-ck touch the roof (yuh)
since a jit (ayy), i was a gook (ayy)
i couldn’t tie my shoes, ayy
woody, uh (ooh), shoot (ooh), uh
i drop bombs (ooh) like duke nukem
wrist so hard with big extensions (ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy!)
all he need is nukes, ayy
hunnid a minute, mm (ayy!)

[verse 5: xxxtentacion]
he drop the p just to double the digits, mm (ayy!)
i was just living with sunny no (ayy!), sunny no
sunny no, sunny no digital, uh (ayy!)
yes, i had b-tches (ayy!)
right on my muhf-ckin’ jail phone, ayy
just talked to one of my lil b-tches
said, “when i get back, we are havin’ a foursome, mm”
[verse 6: juice wrld]
in-in-in the summertime with a puffer vest still
tuck-tuck-tuckin’ .45’s, you could get your sh-t spilled (yeah)
banana clip on that kel-tec, you can get your sh-t k!lled (yeah)
i treat your b-tch like a secret, i f-ck her then that b-tch may just get revealed (what else?)
she signed me her soul like a record deal

- beatsbyadz

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