Jet Fuel

[Intro]
This is like life underwater
Maybe like soarin' thirty thousand feet in the clouds
It's just my addiction
I call it jet fuel

[Verse 1]
Porcelain God prayers, Patron is my worst friend
Alone is a nightmare, and this is like verse ten
Million of my therapeutic prescription to ease affliction
Caused by the stupid usage of liquor to feed addiction
Written letters from my soul that tells me hold on
But I'm in Malibu chillin', gettin' my Aston Martin pretty bitches stroll on
But for my daughters, I need to be drinkin' waters, instead I'm orderin' car bombs
Maybe it stem from my grandfather
Sniffin' grams hard to digest just who I am, are the images gettin' darker?
As I party 'til the sun has risin'
To show naked bodies and bottles of Bacardi
Empty wrappers of condoms I never used
Burnin' sensations of models that I abused
Fuse already lit, the choice is mine to choose
Gettin' lit, as I take another sip of that jet fuel

[Chorus 1]
Nigga, don't mind me, I'm on that jet fuel
Me and my nigga, Young Dizzle, we on that jet fuel
I'm just Social Clubbin', I'm on that jet fuel
Uh

[Verse 2]
I'm in the aero, pairin' higher than my conscience
Watchin' my father die of cancer at a hospice
I think the pain of him leavin's holdin' me hostage
So to ease it, I'm drinkin' OJ and vodkas
There's so much livin' to do, I'm wasted though
Lotta maturin', mama say I got a ways to go
Anger I act out, drink 'til I black out
Sober back up then back at it 'til I pass out
Six packs is warm ups
I'm in a dorm up to my elbows and whore sluts, feedin' me more cups
Moonshine seem to soothe my attitude
Climb higher altitudes, I'm just livin' Ferris Bueller
Time to wake up, and smell the rosé
Guess I'm chasin' the hair on the dog, another shot and I'll be okay
I pro'ly shouldn't drive like this
But I swear I never felt more alive like this, I'm on that jet fuel

[Chorus 2]
I'm just sippin' on that jet fuel
Nigga, don't mind me, I'm on that jet fuel, yeah
I got bitches around, we on that jet fuel
Uh, uh

[Verse 3]
Private jets, what you expect? I'm wet paint
Hard to be sober with models feedin' me red grapes
Sexcapades in Escalades on palisades
Ace of Spades, Grandma Yates, and lemonades
Nasty nigga, fuckin' women, spreadin' mayonnaise
All over bad bitches, treat 'em like sandwiches
A new perspective, exotic engines and diamond rings
Sippin' designer jet fuel in stretch limousines
Plus I fiend for the glamor and the stardom
Gettin' women pregnant and leave 'em with postpartum
And I drink beer like it's a talent
Wobblin' off-balance, vodka sippin', all gallons
Challenge my hangover to not show up
Guess I'm twice as drunk longer 'cause I don't throw up, ha
Miami nights, Miami vice, Miami lights
Wet wheelin', jet fuelin' Miami life

[Chorus 3]
And we chillin' on that jet fuel, uh
Nigga don't mind me, I'm on that jet fuel
Smokin' and drinkin' on that jet fuel, yeah
I got bitches around, I'm on that jet fuel

[Outro]
Social Clubbin' on that jet fuel
I'm in my Polo shwank on that jet fuel
Fly high in the sky on that jet fuel
You know you wanna roll