Chorus
It's the jet age of tomorrow, let's ride this voyager/ journey to the echelon, it's the fifth that we on
A season of duo's let run that shit back/ a season of history, time to take it back x2

Verse
Okay, now life like, I'll tell you what my life like/ it's getting kinda Christ like, juking all the siggins, get a call from fucking Primetime.
Church service at The Lake, my idol is the highlight/ prisoners singing songs, it justifies his limelight.
Time to get the scripture, paint the picture/ my loneliness delusional in a head with a broken mixer.
Deshaun with the knowledge, getting kicked and dropping dimes right/ shouldering the load i guess that's why they call it Slimetime.
Madi she's got 9 lives, Houston got the right type/ fix this fucking drainage system and maybe it will flow right.
And lets all get together meet at The Woodrow's/ and yes i've seen the Kyrie's I've got to get thoseeee

Chorus
It's the jet age of tomorrow, let's ride this voyager/ journey to the echelon, it's the fifth that we on
A season of duo's let run that shit back/ a season of history, time to take it back x2

Verse 2
I'm a knucklehead like D & Q, I've got a fucking clue/ I'm taking notes from the news, on how to get the Juice.
Maybe a sip or two, my confidence has grew/ stick up a bitch or 2 and say "Gimmie the Loot"
I'm talking Atascocita, the laughs and the French Horn/ hit me with a helmet it'll be a fucking bench storm.
The bribe is exciting you're a Daniel in a Storm/ but the act's so fucking bad, you're returning to porn.
Now this is the one, start the life child born/ This is the way x2
Let's hit this winning streak/ my life's a winning streak/ I've got a winning ring, so here's my winning peak.

Chorus
It's the jet age of tomorrow, let's ride this voyager/ journey to the echelon, it's the fifth that we on
A season of duo's let run that shit back/ a season of history, time to take it back x2


Chorus 2
I'm still with the Moyo, I'm still with the Moyo, I'm Done x2

Verse 3
Okay now, Float Fest '18 the greatest 2 days, it was me and the Pip in a special letter haze.
I look it, i took it, I smoked it, I took it/ the NRG and the drinks hitting.
Tall glass shots, no ice it was neat/ The volcano in the jungle said it's time for him to speak.
So he went through the system, climbed through the cage/ went through a tunnel, and spewed out his rage.
And it got on his shirt, staining his jersey/ push wack people casue he's in a fucking hurry.
The bowl's in sight, coming out in a flurry/ and that's the damn story of this football game,

Verse 4
Look, I like Kanye, and Biggie, and Shady, and Jigga/ Nas, and K-Dot it's all in my blenda.
Outkast plus Common and Drizzy and Lauren/ The Tribe's Called Quest and now your drinks complete.
I like James Harden with the beard and the 3/ if you start reaching you meet the step back king.
We're at "Mico's" and I'm pulling out her seat/ I call her Elanor, and she calls me Chidi.
So i then look around and i start too think/ this aint the "Good Place" but a whole different thing.
Where i;m outside my body, burning and melting/ inside a monster who injest his belly.