Passenger Seat Songtext
von Chavo

Yeah, either way it go, we ready for whatever
You get caught with him, y′all gon' die together
G5 flights, move in any weather
Booked her out in Harlem, flew her to Coachella
Three dice mean no 7-11
You know that I need ′em, the Percs in the beverages
My door keep swingin', they searchin' the residence
My grandma gone, you know that shit stressin′ me
Don′t do yoga or pilates, we stretchin' ′em, yeah
I caught him out of bounds, he heard the whistle, I guess I'm a referee


Call plays like Belicheck, steal a play like Bellamy, yeah
She want a bellini, her lil′ bikini, I can give you the recipe
Put a Rolex up my sleeve
Don't pay to fuck, pay to leave
Told a lil′ nigga, "Aim and squeeze"
We on Melrose, Dior shoppin'
I asked her, "Is you gon' hop in?"
Diamonds hittin′ like Bernard Hopkins

Uh, this is YSL, this ain′t cheap
Wear snorkels, I go deep
Went to court, no, they might keep me
Damn, my chains gettin' tangled again
Off-white Maybach with the Benz
Throw pillows laid back in the pen′s