Call me Mr. Benzedrine But don't let the doctor in I wanna blow off steam and Call me Mr. Benzedrine (Mr. Benzedrine) But don't let the doctor, don't let the doctor in Permanent jet lag Please take me back (please take be back) Please take be back (Oh)

We got that trophy like a champion Fell asleep right on a jet, we gone Big rings just like a champion No TSA, hop on a jet, we gone Finna take off on spaceship (spaceship) Dodgin' these hoes like Matrix (Matrix) Ain't fuckin' her unless she nameless

I just may walk up in Saks Good all ways, all work, no play, just juug I can't fuck you right now, no I gotta juug I take off, no jet lag Big old gun in a duffel bag Still got niggas on the block, yeah If we go broke, it's back to that Spend that shit,

I don't want lil' shorty if it ain't great sex Take 'em out like Hardy, we like to break necks On a island, we party straight off the private jet 'Cause I got blue strips, I just make checks Pop like a trunk, nigga, 'cause we up now (we up) You think

Why not believe in me? You got to believe in somethin' Doodle wop a-rat-a-tat boom Take the chain off your brain I'll make the sound of a jet plane zoom I'll make the sound of a fire What have I, I done to you To make you mean And treat me the way you do?

Leonardo DiCaprio Break up with a text Bitch, I write a check Watch me with a chick Take off in a jet So I just never stress I don't know what's next, yeah I don't want my ex, no Girl, you know the rest (bye, bye hoe)