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30,000 Feet Video (MV)




Performed By: YKK
Language: English
Length: 4:06
Written by: Yasin Kashubeck




YKK - 30,000 Feet Lyrics
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Ive been killing all these tracks
Now I'm in prison for life
I'm in the clouds 30,000 feet
Might book another flight
I've been grinding all day
Now my future lookin bright
So with that 30,000 feet
We gon party tonight
Ive been killing all these tracks
Now I'm in prison for life
I'm in the clouds 30,000 feet
Might book another flight
I've been grinding all day
Now my future lookin bright
So with that 30,000 feet
We gon party tonight
We be flying so high
Career like 4th of July
I'm blowing up I can fly
Bitch I'm rich like Dubai
We be flying so high
Career like 4th of July
I'm blowing up I can fly
Bitch I'm rich like Dubai
I got 4 chains on
When I'm hoppin out the car
Diamond shining on my neck
This loud all up in my cigar
They all wanna hate me
But I'm up like a czar
I've been killing all these rappers
They Mufassa I'm like scar
You can't see inside the car
All the windows tinted glass
I don't usually fly commercial
But I'm on first class
I'm just chilling out touring
Couple feet above grass
So get air can take my application
And shove it up their ass
Laid back
Bitch we out here in Hawaii
I'm on top of the world
Everything be looking tiny
Al those 4 chains and diamond rings
Looking shiny
Now I'm all in Gucci Louis
And I guess my shoes be nike
I go harder than an old man
With erectile dysfunction
But who needs lyrics in a world
Where shits carried by production
But I'm still laughing to the bank
My hand to papers the junction
Two bomb ass tape
Hell of an introduction
I'm making bank got recognition
From words that I said
I'm with your girl go ask bevis
I get nothing but head
But I got one night
She try I leave her on read
Then I split I'm out the door
Time to make some bread
This shit don't matter to me
I still got plenty guap
Nutted in a bitches eye
Now she look like Fetty Wap
Milk your bitches titties
More than old town road
Party like a rockstar
Post Malone
Your bitch get wet like California
When I slide in a lambo
They all got the lyrics
But shit don't matter got the mad flow
The f*ck am I saying
I wrote this shit on air time
I stack my money higher
Than king kurts hairline
I'm doing donuts in the parking lot
Floor it engine ignite
Got some money in the bank
Off some shit I did write
On the road from rags to riches
See that and I got a sight
90 on the highway
Dodging cops until it's midnight
Ive been killing all these tracks
Now I'm in prison for life
I'm in the clouds 30,000 feet
Might book another flight
I've been grinding all day
Now my future lookin bright
So with that 30,000 feet
We gon party tonight
Ive been killing all these tracks
Now I'm in prison for life
I'm in the clouds 30,000 feet
Might book another flight
I've been grinding all day
Now my future lookin bright
So with that 30,000 feet
We gon party tonight
We be flying so high
Career like 4th of July
I'm blowing up I can fly
Bitch I'm rich like Dubai
We be flying so high
Career like 4th of July
I'm blowing up I can fly
Bitch I'm rich like Dubai
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Ive been killing all these tracks
Now I'm in prison for life
I'm in the clouds 30,000 feet
Might book another flight
I've been grinding all day
Now my future lookin bright
So with that 30,000 feet
We gon party tonight
Ive been killing all these tracks
Now I'm in prison for life
I'm in the clouds 30,000 feet
Might book another flight
I've been grinding all day
Now my future lookin bright
So with that 30,000 feet
We gon party tonight
We be flying so high
Career like 4th of July
I'm blowing up I can fly
Bitch I'm rich like Dubai
We be flying so high
Career like 4th of July
I'm blowing up I can fly
Bitch I'm rich like Dubai
I got 4 chains on
When I'm hoppin out the car
Diamond shining on my neck
This loud all up in my cigar
They all wanna hate me
But I'm up like a czar
I've been killing all these rappers
They Mufassa I'm like scar
You can't see inside the car
All the windows tinted glass
I don't usually fly commercial
But I'm on first class
I'm just chilling out touring
Couple feet above grass
So get air can take my application
And shove it up their ass
Laid back
Bitch we out here in Hawaii
I'm on top of the world
Everything be looking tiny
Al those 4 chains and diamond rings
Looking shiny
Now I'm all in Gucci Louis
And I guess my shoes be nike
I go harder than an old man
With erectile dysfunction
But who needs lyrics in a world
Where shits carried by production
But I'm still laughing to the bank
My hand to papers the junction
Two bomb ass tape
Hell of an introduction
I'm making bank got recognition
From words that I said
I'm with your girl go ask bevis
I get nothing but head
But I got one night
She try I leave her on read
Then I split I'm out the door
Time to make some bread
This shit don't matter to me
I still got plenty guap
Nutted in a bitches eye
Now she look like Fetty Wap
Milk your bitches titties
More than old town road
Party like a rockstar
Post Malone
Your bitch get wet like California
When I slide in a lambo
They all got the lyrics
But shit don't matter got the mad flow
The f*ck am I saying
I wrote this shit on air time
I stack my money higher
Than king kurts hairline
I'm doing donuts in the parking lot
Floor it engine ignite
Got some money in the bank
Off some shit I did write
On the road from rags to riches
See that and I got a sight
90 on the highway
Dodging cops until it's midnight
Ive been killing all these tracks
Now I'm in prison for life
I'm in the clouds 30,000 feet
Might book another flight
I've been grinding all day
Now my future lookin bright
So with that 30,000 feet
We gon party tonight
Ive been killing all these tracks
Now I'm in prison for life
I'm in the clouds 30,000 feet
Might book another flight
I've been grinding all day
Now my future lookin bright
So with that 30,000 feet
We gon party tonight
We be flying so high
Career like 4th of July
I'm blowing up I can fly
Bitch I'm rich like Dubai
We be flying so high
Career like 4th of July
I'm blowing up I can fly
Bitch I'm rich like Dubai
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Writer: Yasin Kashubeck
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