Yesir, mof’, mo', motherfucking Oddy
Yeah yeah yeah

I took a sip of that sweet jack honey
Should known better then to trust a bad bunny
She a lil sweet thing but she needs more than one
That’s fine hoe but you spending most of my funds
Took a left at the light, pulled up to the pub
Swang open the door yeah boy you better run
She yelling Joshy no no
I told her get back up on her pole

I grabbed that loser by his motherfucking neck
Threw him through the window smashed his damn head
Now I’m on a jet jet jet jet
Ooo ooo I think I need some neck
Yeah right now she prolly crying tears cause he left her at the bar
Right now, she seeing her breaks fucked on her car
I’m a savage, don’t know what you thinking girl
I’m on a plane drinking
(Yeah)

Sing along little boys and girls
Gotta learn someday this a fake world
Don't ever let your reputation tarnish
That girl I’m talking bout still losing her varnish
Can’t tarnish my reputation no more
I’m a top gun, Ha, that girl still a whore
I know I’m crude but why hold my tongue anymore
Y’all walking through life snoring, it’s just god dang boring
I’m tired of morals corrupted by paper
Statements made by people who don't matter
Y’all eat it up like it’s fine dine silver platters

I grabbed that loser by his motherfucking neck
Threw him through the window smashed his damn head
Now I’m on a jet jet jet jet
Ooo ooo I think I need some neck
Yeah right now she prolly crying tears cause he left her at the bar
Right now, she seeing her breaks fucked on her car
I’m a savage, don’t know what you thinking girl
I’m on a plane drinking

I climbed up through all the bottles and baggies
Then I fell back into oblivion it don’t matter
I could never switch on love that’s a factoid
I’m still climbing out though see it in the tabloids

At the end of the day my model is still true
Can’t trust a hoe or really the majority
I’m still flipping the bird to all quoted authority
I still live my values my pops has instilled in me
If I’m crazy then I’m sane If I’m sane you must be crazy
If I’m working my ass off, does that mean you lazy
Shits all connected like the infinite cosmos
What comes around goes around
We all answer for our sorrows and sins
I’m still getting wins, now she on a cot
I won’t lie, psych ward fits her I know I’m fucked up
My demons laughing I’m two bottles in girl
I’m drunk as fuck I’m on this plane drinking

Yeah girl I’m sipping
Shawty got the Dutch
I’m…..yah
We on a plane drinking and stankin’ it up
Yah, girl what were you thinking?