In the Middle

Lyrics

[Intro: Curren$y] Yeah Jets, nigga, where A little bit higher than thirty-thousand feet It's the Planes and the Taylor Gang And I'm [Verse 1: Curren$y] Fuckin' with the chronic cause the chronic give me dopeness Centre of the camera focus once the car service doors open I'm with a chick you only seen on magazine covers posing I really know this bitch I won't tell you I got it unless I could show you it I'm not gon' tell you about it until I go through it Formula one car, code word for solo whip Fuck you, fuck you, fuck you, I'm cool Weed lit, lights flipped up on the Porsche The same model Tony escaped from the club with When them haters tried to knock him off, that's cold Destroyer of the tracks, I am Spitta Destro You in the club line obeying the dress code I drive by, bitches making googly eyes Google me, ma, I do that music so beautifully, huh Believe that, Jets, nigga, retweet that [Refrain: Curren$y] And In the Middle we stay calm, we just drop bombs In the Middle we stay calm, we just drop, we just drop In the Middle we stay calm, we just drop bombs In the Middle we stay calm, we just drop, we just drop In the Middle we stay calm, we just drop bombs In the Middle we stay calm, we just drop, we just drop In the Middle we stay calm, we just drop bombs In the Middle we stay calm, we just drop, we just drop [Verse 2: Wiz Khalifa] Jets, Taylor Gang, you know the slang Bad hoes feeding me champagne Show up smelling like weed on the plane, people cut they eyes But they don't say shit, rep Taylor Gang, plus the Planes, bitch Polo socks, bad Bitches dig 'em Cause they know the flow so hot They be at my shows hoping one day they can meet us And maybe we'll smoke I ain't on no Hollywood shit You sexy and know how to handle your weed You probably could bitch Bong rips send us to Hong Kong trips My life is a movie, stick to the script Can tell that it's quality before its lit He is I m, and I am him Some bitches, a lot of weed, and gin Tattoos cover half of my skin Hoes scream Taylor Gang out they roof, plus they love the Jets music Lemme hear it