Jet Fuel

Lyrics

[Intro] This is like life underwater Maybe like soarin' thirty thousand feet in the clouds It's just my addiction I call it jet fuel [Verse 1] Porcelain God prayers, Patron is my worst friend Alone is a nightmare, and this is like verse ten Million of my therapeutic prescription to ease affliction Caused by the stupid usage of liquor to feed addiction Written letters from my soul that tells me hold on But I'm in Malibu chillin', gettin' my Aston Martin pretty bitches stroll on But for my daughters, I need to be drinkin' waters, instead I'm orderin' car bombs Maybe it stem from my grandfather Sniffin' grams hard to digest just who I am, are the images gettin' darker? As I party 'til the sun has risin' To show naked bodies and bottles of Bacardi Empty wrappers of condoms I never used Burnin' sensations of models that I abused Fuse already lit, the choice is mine to choose Gettin' lit, as I take another sip of that jet fuel [Chorus 1] Nigga, don't mind me, I'm on that jet fuel Me and my nigga, Young Dizzle, we on that jet fuel I'm just Social Clubbin', I'm on that jet fuel Uh [Verse 2] I'm in the aero, pairin' higher than my conscience Watchin' my father die of cancer at a hospice I think the pain of him leavin's holdin' me hostage So to ease it, I'm drinkin' OJ and vodkas There's so much livin' to do, I'm wasted though Lotta maturin', mama say I got a ways to go Anger I act out, drink 'til I black out Sober back up then back at it 'til I pass out Six packs is warm ups I'm in a dorm up to my elbows and whore sluts, feedin' me more cups Moonshine seem to soothe my attitude Climb higher altitudes, I'm just livin' Ferris Bueller Time to wake up, and smell the rosé Guess I'm chasin' the hair on the dog, another shot and I'll be okay I pro'ly shouldn't drive like this But I swear I never felt more alive like this, I'm on that jet fuel [Chorus 2] I'm just sippin' on that jet fuel Nigga, don't mind me, I'm on that jet fuel, yeah I got bitches around, we on that jet fuel Uh, uh [Verse 3] Private jets, what you expect? I'm wet paint Hard to be sober with models feedin' me red grapes Sexcapades in Escalades on palisades Ace of Spades, Grandma Yates, and lemonades Nasty nigga, fuckin' women, spreadin' mayonnaise All over bad bitches, treat 'em like sandwiches A new perspective, exotic engines and diamond rings Sippin' designer jet fuel in stretch limousines Plus I fiend for the glamor and the stardom Gettin' women pregnant and leave 'em with postpartum And I drink beer like it's a talent Wobblin' off-balance, vodka sippin', all gallons Challenge my hangover to not show up Guess I'm twice as drunk longer 'cause I don't throw up, ha Miami nights, Miami vice, Miami lights Wet wheelin', jet fuelin' Miami life [Chorus 3] And we chillin' on that jet fuel, uh Nigga don't mind me, I'm on that jet fuel Smokin' and drinkin' on that jet fuel, yeah I got bitches around, I'm on that jet fuel [Outro] Social Clubbin' on that jet fuel I'm in my Polo shwank on that jet fuel Fly high in the sky on that jet fuel You know you wanna roll