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letra de jet lag - caskey

[intro]
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[chorus]
hop off, i’m in california, jet lag
school drop-out, i still pull up in a s-class
got no time to celebrate the last win
by the time the check clears, we already moved on to the next bag
two hunnid on the dash, yeah, i’m on they ass
exotic cars out the dealership and all in cash
if they came up overnight, then they fallin’ fast
b-tches in the back seat, we call it haulin’ ass

[verse 1]
count up some more money, make me meditate
headlinin’ shows, feel like i’m a heavyweight
parties at the hotel, left, they had to renovate
thought we makin’ pizza, all this dough we had to generate
start an llc and cut the family in, we got family ties
really came out of this life, they tried to glamorize
i turned thirty, they still sellin’ thirties, tryna thrive
i washed away that dirty money, had to sanitize
sacrifice my own life for somethin’ more that i designed
if i said we wasn’t richer now, then i’d be lyin’
it ain’t a richard, but this water on me alkaline
and my b-tch look like she modelin’ for calvin klein
[chorus]
jet lag
school drop-out, i still pull up in a s-class
got no time to celebrate the last win
by the time the check clears, we already moved on to the next bag
two hunnid on the dash, yeah, i’m on they ass
exotic cars out the dealership and all in cash
if they came up overnight, then they fallin’ fast
b-tches in the back seat, we call it haulin’ ass, okay

[verse 2]
i got sober, stopped the pills, did withdrawals and got the chills
then put down the weed and drank, i’m still hooked on dollar bills
independent record sales, we still do a lot of deals
count up all the lean i drank, homie, that’s a lot of seals
broke the mold and showed ’em different ways to get it
last car a rolls, first car was a honda civic
if i drove that sh-t you drive, then i’d be livid
dog, you barely gettin’ by, that ain’t what we callin’ livin’
i got no limits, cop the escalade and put the poles in it
that bank account ain’t got no commas or no o’s in it
homie, that ain’t gas ’cause you gotta put your nose in it
the watch stuck in time, homie, ’cause we frozen it

[chorus]
jet lag
school drop-out, i still pull up in a s-class
got no time to celebrate the last win
by the time the check clears, we already moved on to the next bag
two hunnid on the dash, yeah, i’m on they ass
exotic cars out the dealership and all in cash
if they came up overnight, then they fallin’ fast
b-tches in the back seat, we call it haulin’ ass

- caskey

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