Lyrics Jet Lag - SpaceCoupe

Shawty got a real big Birkin Bag on her
SpaceCoupe I'v been putting tags on her
The cops was pulling up what I do I just do the dash huh
I fucked yo bitch and hit my dab hit my dab huh
Jet Lag Ima Swag In My Bag Uh
Got your lady and she tryna throw it back uh
Yeah you know im popping tags popping tags huh
Get the back end and I get it back yeah

Back Like t aint shit
Real recognize hits no A list
When y'all gonna hit all the bases
I don't fuck with these broads they basic
Matter fact blasting off he raps
And im passing on the caption all caps
And im macking on the baddest jaunt yet
But im cracking like ill break your moms back
AH
You aint even seen shit yet
B to the G with the three P flex
You aint never seen what your genes did yet
Got the green in my jeans like a green helix
You aint even gotta understand genetics
Cause I stand with a team full of deadly weapons
You can't be what you need then you see the lesson
And you'll see what I mean when you see the heavens like
Yeah
Jet Lag Ima Swag In My Bag Uh
Got your lady and she tryna throw it back uh
Yeah you know im popping tags popping tags huh
Get the back end and I get it back yeah

Bitch its coop better know who you fucking with hoe
Don't send me no text best be calling my phone
You cant ride with us if you aint got a pole
Pussy you better off selling your soul
I used to trap out the home
No one put me on
I did all this shit on my own
They got a hand out, asking for shit cause they broke
Y'all ratting on day ones I hope you get smoked
Huh?
Im want them racks on the internet
These niggas be tweaking these niggas be geeking I told that lil nigga I aint into that
I fuck with your hoe yeah something like a mole I know lil shawty she getting wet
Blue hundreds im cropping you know that im dripping you know lil shawty she getting wet
I fuck with my niggas who rep the set
I got two F&Ns aiming at his neck
I don't fuck with no friends I just want the racks
Fuck your bitch after that you can have her back
Im a snake in the grass so we eat the rats
Slap your bitch in the ass and I beat her back
I don't want that lil bitch I don't need her back
And I got a new bitch but I popped a X
Police were on me so I left my city
I got a whole lot of gang fucking with me
I got your bitch in my pot getting tipsy
Broward the county throw twenties and fifties
Wanted me dead tell a pussy to get me
We going dumb know my team staying litty
Going too fast in the whip got me dizzy
That hoe playing games until my dick in her kidneys
Yeah
Jet Lag Ima Swag In My Bag Uh
Got your lady and she tryna throw it back uh
Yeah you know im popping tags popping tags huh
Get the back end and I get it back yeah