Yeah jets fool, Pilot Talk nigga,
Everybody around this bitch got money,
We ain't never gon' run outta weed, yeah, look up

Holla a mountain out
Billa villa in here, pimp that's what I'm talkin' bout
Closed minded lil' children,
I write my way to a million, lookin' out the plane windows
Fuck around get popped like a collar
For slippin' in my city get bitten, chewed, swallowed
Fool, what you think you like me
Your idol and your rival I be
Holdin' the title with the precision of a Honda's riffle
Shots fired, the forest too quiet, trees ignited
Fall back baby girl let me get high chick
Eagle droppin' it's the fly shit who gon stop him
On the ground I am like a quarterback attackin'
Defensive line men homie who gon' block em

Tearin' through the city
Snatchin' bitches top of the building
King Kong ain't got shit on me
25-8 goin' 8 for the cake nigga
King Kong ain't got shit on me
Wanna be pilots, get swatted out the sky around I
King Kong ain't got shit on me
Larger than life, they hate me because they ain't me
King Kong ain't got shit on me

Yea, came up put it down for my set what I did Jets nigga
Founder of a flier society raisin a partition so the driver won't bother me
Women wishin' for a position on either side of me
Hopin' for a free ride to the top with me
Spendin' my cheese, smokin' my broccoli
Dressed neat, left the hotel suite sloppy off the chopper tree
Upstate New York, Woodstock, Socrates
The view from my rockin' chair you would not believe
A million miles from New Orleans, left the key to the city
With my brother now I'm comin' back for it

Tearin' through the city
Snatchin' bitches top of the building
King Kong ain't got shit on me
25-8 goin' 8 for the cake nigga
King Kong ain't got shit on me
Wanna be pilots, get swatted out the sky around I
King Kong ain't got shit on me
Larger than life, they hate me because they ain't me
King Kong ain't got shit on me

Writer : Franklin, Shante / Thomaz, Cameron Jibril / Willis, David
Copyright : Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.