Jet Lag Video (MV)

Deuce Deuce did it
Deuce Deuce did it
I copped some new denim it's fear of god
I fell to my knees an I prayed to god
Who would've thought we would be the odds
Gotta get it I'm ducking a suit an Tie
I don't got no beef with no rap nigga say my name in a song we gone get you robbed
Keep it a buck it ain't no ficode
Better watch yo mouth imma take yo broad
I just stayed down an I'm humble yeah
Uncle keefe told me. One day imma be a star
Deuce made da beat got foreign car
4 car garage
& an a foreign broad
We on jet hope he don't get caught
Ya bitch on my lap like I'm Santa clause
She jus put my hand in her cookie jar
She make it clap a round of applause
You say hi to my bitch then f*ckin yours
She flew to Miami from Arkansas
Surf board surf board surf board
Surf board surf board surf board
Art district they gave us a private tour
Then we met in my New Orleans
For Mardi Gras
Super sauce super sauce
Yeah no flaws

G told me Michael you chosen
An don't fix it
If it ain't broken
Bad bitch she live out in Florida
Imma just live In the moment
If you got her it's cause
I let you have her
I get that shit wen I want it
All of you niggas be frontin
I'm king Lionitas
I keep it 300

I'm turnt up I'm workin the night shift
Jetway went up on my prices.
Sippin Champagne they think
Imma flight risk
40 bussin it make niggas front flip
If you can take her that never was my bitch
Niggas workin we just move in silence
All the bullshit we put it behind us
But if it's a problem you know where to find us

Straight out the mudd got shit from the dirt
Jetway we hustle from first to the first
We never complain dog we just make it work
I prayed for these Franklins like my name is Kirk
AINT do no talking my nigga let's fight
Or You can let my chopper sing you goodnight
I'm 6'3 but I feel Dwight
I walk-in Neimans buss em down off the swipe

An I swallowed my pride
I kept my head down
An I stuck to the grind
Now I'm ontop
It was all by design
I knew you was fraud
I saw thru your disguise

I Drink n get high
I have a good time
I'm Enjoying The Way
But I'm dying inside
This for my guys who would never switched sides
Now we got foreign sparked in the garage
I bet myself yeah I know what I'm worth

40 buss an make you front flip

They say that I changed
I switched for the fame
Before I was rappin
They been knew my name
Yeah, it's Champagne
From a field to a stage
Yeah it's Champagne
From a Jeep to a Range
I lost some friends, some ppl I love
Some ppl I won't never talk to again
I lost my pops it's been like a decade
I lost my bitch an she lost her last name
I just got older the hurt stayed the same
Who really gone ride man that's all I can think
After all this why would I be the same
I'm still the one had the Benz in Bisvsyne
Wearing Versace an drinking Champagne
LL the ladies loving Champagne
I'm on a roll an it's getting insane
You gone cry in A Bentley or cry on the train
Yeah
You gone cry in a Bentley or cry on the train