Jet 2

[Intro: Jaeychino]
(Striker Radio)
I don't know what It is
I got

[Chorus: Jaeychino & Dragnutz]
Got shit on my mind when I walk in this bitch
Drag high as a bitch and he smokin' on sh—
You ain't touch you a ten, bro , stop runnin' your lips
Chino high'd in the stu', pour three lines of that shit
Bro really got hats, he was never no rookie
Catch a opp right at school, shit gon' be Sandy Hook
On the court I'm like Steph, I'm a motherfuckin' killer
Drag thumbin' through racks like I'm readin' a book
Mask, ski, and some shades that's all that I need
I get in that room I ain't going like St—
I ain't nothin' like YoungFo— I ain't never gonna gon' speak
Niggas hidin' like shit, playin' hide and go seek (What?)
Shit, TooManyStrikers, we really elite
Her BD just died, know that nigga a deadbeat
I put down what I make, I ain't never gon' leave
Lil' cuz geekin' like shit, he real love the backseat

[Verse 1: Jaeychino]
My name Magic, I make shit go poof
Bo ain't nothin', who the fuck is AC? (Who the fuck is AC?)
In my prime, bitch, I feel like I'm Keef (I feel like I'm what?)
High as shit in this bitch and I'm lookin' Chinese
Man, nigga, I know I'm the one (I know I'm the)
2015, I was crankin' like shit off a Samsung (A what?)
Hope of my hood, I'm a legend
Keep saying Slattgoon, that nigga was never a legend
I really put on, they salute
I really got swag, lil' bitch, I'm keepin' it cute
We went through they shit, we made us some noise
I'ma get on one knee, nigga, long live George Floyd
I'm killin' your ass and I'm killin' your boo
Bro really got B's, he the new Bonnie Blue (Baow, Striker Radio)
(What? What? What?)
Man, pass me the P, man, I'm tryna get busy
OD'ing off drugs, she gon' end up like Winnie
Just scored on some drank and I'm lookin' like [?]
She got Drac' in her lap, nigga, shoutout Fat Blow (What?)
Since 2019 we been torchin' the road
Man, free North West, I miss 2020 (Man, free all of North West)
Got love for my cup, that shit copin' my pain (Got love for that what?)

[Interlude: Jaeychino]
640 ain't nothin', they tryna make 'em a name
640 ain't nothin', they tryna make 'em a name
(Bang, bang, bang, bang)
(I'm loaded, I'm loaded, I'm loaded, I'm loaded; I'm what?)

[Verse 2: Jaeychino]
I'm smokin' two-four, I'm Kobe in my prime
Everyday a new day, better stay on your feet (What?)
Man, me and my bitch like Beauty and the Beast
Indy really my twin, she just like me
You gon' die, you keep sippin' that food (You gon' what?)
I can't lie, you can't beat a Jet2 (Can't beat a Jet2holiday, bitch)
I'm a terrorist, I carry a nuke
Stop lyin' in songs, you ain't never go through (What?)
I pick all my opps, my drills like movies
The opps move sloppy, shit lookin' like Tubi
Today a new day, man, shit went bad
Man, I'm really the one when I get in my bag (What?)
This shit take time, I ain't blow overnight
Just got me some Tris, now I'm lookin' for ice
Fuck a no-fly list, beat a opp on my flight
When I catch Lil Jay, I'm endin' his night (Striker Radio, uh, what)

[Chorus: Jaeychino & Dragnutz]
Got shit on my mind when I walk in this bitch (Got shit on my what?)
Drag high as a bitch and he smokin' on—
You ain't touch you a ten, bro , stop runnin' your lips
Chino high'd in the stu', pour three lines of that shit
Bro really got hats, he was never no rookie
Catch a opp right at school, shit gon' be Sandy Hook
On the court I'm like Steph, I'm a motherfuckin' killer (Baow)
Drag thumbin' through racks like I'm readin' a book
Mask, ski, and some shades that's all that I need
I get in that room I ain't going like St—
I ain't nothin' like YoungFo— I ain't never gonna gon' speak
Niggas hidin' like shit, playin' hide and go seek (What?)
Shit, TooManyStrikers, we really elite
Her BD just died, know that nigga a deadbeat
I put down what I make, I ain't never gon' leave (Baow)
Lil' cuz geekin' like shit, he real love the backseat

[Outro: Jaeychino]
Uh, uh, oh, yeah
Ah-da-da-da
Slime, slime, slime, slime
We done did it again