Hop Off a Jet (feat. Travis Scott)

Wheezy outta here

Everything we do, we own

Fuck a cab, let's hop off a jet (Woo!)

Hop off a jet

'Bout to hop off the jet

Hop off a jet

I put the glow on her wrists

I got that glow on my bitch

I keep the drum on the TEC

Hop out the Cullinan, baby

Won't you tell me that you tried?

Hop in a McLaren, please, let's just ride

Hop in a McLaren, zoom

Baby, tell me why you staring, zoom, yeah

Hop, hop right on a jet, uh

Way more smoother than a plane, yeah

Way more quicker than a 'Vette, uh

Teach you how to flex, pick a chain, yeah (Hop off a jet)

Bad bitch out of Marquette (Woo!)

Took her out of school for the brain, yeah

She came around with the set

Nah, really ain't no saving (Hop on the jet)

Gotta keep her mind on deck

Set, check, off X, Tech mix, stress less

I live careless, status atlas

I pulled up global, uh

I get booked, don't write books since Barnes & Noble

Top two total

Owner next top two logos (Woo!)

Flex, yes, she text mess', right on my top ten

See you frequent in a place I done been

You come decent, then you leave looking bent

Got wet, we can dip (Woo, woo!)

Fuck a cab, let's hop off a jet (Yeah)

Hop off a jet

Let's hop off the jet

Hop off a jet

I put the glow on her wrists

I got that glow on my bitch

I keep the drum on the TEC

Hop out the Cullinan, baby

Won't you tell me that you tried?

Hop in a McLaren, please, let's just ride

Hop in a McLaren, zoom

Baby, tell me why you staring, zoom, yeah

Packing that Smith & Wesson when I crave

Hop in that big body Maybach and it's glazed

Tell me why the fuck do you slay?

Why you killing bitches with no grave? (Hop off a jet)

I got a 'Vette, breaking her neck (Hop off a jet)

Drum on the TEC, engraved headrest (Hop off a jet)

Just watered my wrist, baguettes, woah, you know I'm a vet

Hop off the jet with an A and a K and a three-headed snake

All of the coupes exotic and I'm ducked off with your bae, yeah

I told you, my **** don't like you, you **** get ****, yeah

Had to tell these lil' **** my wrist and my ankle a lake, yeah

Had to tell 'em they bitch can come get on my shit

And just stay when I hop off the jet

Hop off the jet

When I hop off the jet

Hop off the jet

I put the glow on her wrists

I got that glow on my bitch

I keep the drum on the TEC

Hop out the Cullinan, baby

Won't you tell me that you tried?

Hop in a McLaren, please, let's just ride

Hop in a McLaren, zoom

Baby, tell me why you staring, zoom, yeah