Lyrics Jetlag - Matt Ox, Chief Keef

Jetlag

I’m working on dying
Shoo, shoo, shoo, shoo, shoo, shoo
Oogie Mane, he killed it
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Ayy, Brandon, why you do that?
Walk through with them knots, yeah, I feel like Cheddar Bob, yeah
All my diamonds gloss, all my diamonds, yeah, they glossy
Stop talkin' (Woo), pull up, I make you walk that (Yeah, yeah)
My diamonds, they gon' keep on jumpin' (Yeah, yeah)
I came from the block where you cannot even cross, yeah (Yeah, no way)
I ain’t never had no Santa Claus, yeah (No way)
They mad 'cause I’m gettin' bags (They mad)
I ain’t even sleep yet, I still got jet lag (Jet lag)
I ain’t leave the streets yet, I’m still in Philly (Philly)
Eatin' filets ('Lets), with my whole gang (Gang)
That’s it (It), it’s time to get rich (Rich)
It’s time to get lit, that’s it (It)
Young Matt is the kid (Kid)
They had to go flip, that’s it (It)
Heard you drown while I’m dripping, that’s it
Ridin' 'round in birds, we ain’t whippin', that’s it (We ain’t whippin')
Heard you frown when I’m winnin', that’s it (When I win)
My lil' shawty saw me with the women, don’t trip
Walk through with them knots, yeah, I feel like Cheddar Bob, yeah
All my diamonds gloss, all my diamonds, yeah, they glossy
Stop talkin', pull up, I make you want that (Yeah, okay)
My diamonds, they gon' keep on jumpin' (Yeah, no way)
I came from the block where you cannot even cross, yeah (Can't even cross)
I ain’t never had no Santa Claus, yeah
They mad 'cause I’m gettin' bags (They mad)
I ain’t even sleep yet, I still got jet lag (Jet lag)
I’m poured up, dope give me a buzz (Dope)
Ho, hold up, light 'em up like bugs (Let's get it)
That’s your ho job, get up off my nuts (Get off my dick)
He actin' tough, light him up like a club (Buh, buh-buh-buh)
I heard your trap slow, it’s a lightyear like Buzz (Bitch)
Yeah, he a clout daddy, he do shit for the pub' (Nigga, you a bitch)
I pull up, fly like a bird, kacaw (Kacaw)
These hoes ain’t shit (Damn), how the fuck he in love?
(Damn)
Stop talkin' 'fore we pull up sparkin' (Skrrt, gang)
Your security, they can feel this hot shit (Brr)
It’s the Dart gang, boy, don’t be a target (Dart gang shit, man)
I be flexin', she wanna meet a spartan (Catch up)
Walk through with them knots, yeah, I feel like Cheddar Bob, yeah
All my diamonds gloss, all my diamonds, yeah, they glossy
Stop talkin', pull up, I make you want that
My diamonds, they gon' keep on jumpin'
I came from the block where you cannot even cross, yeah
I ain’t never had no Santa Claus, yeah
They mad 'cause I’m gettin' bags
I ain’t even sleep yet, I still got jet lag