Songtext von Flightrisk

Ayy, ayy Bitch so bad, might wife it Might just need call my psychic Wonder why I feel so righteous oh, yeah, ayy Took too much, can't drive it Might just need call my pilot Diamonds might be a flight risk Smoke too much my Nina need a re up 30.000 feet, no one can see us Shawty like I never get to see you But I come back and give her what she fiends for Yeah Go on and talk to me nicely Talk to me nice Used to think I was fly before I hopped on a flight But since I got out this dough All these bitches, all on me I send a text to all of them like baby, I'm lonely They wanna pull me right back in, I can't I've been sinning, I'm tryna get right out this door But demons keep mе in The price you pay for all this dough just to win She likе I don't wanna know, just put it in Oh, oh, oh, oh Bitch so bad, might wife it Might just need call my psychic Wonder why I feel so righteous oh, yeah, ayy Took too much, can't drive it Might just need call my pilot Diamonds might be a flight risk