Is we drivin'? Is we drivin'? Is we flyin'? Is we on a roll, yeah, whoa, whoa, oh, no, ooh, stop it You say you high as us, but y'all not up here in the cockpit Sayin' you fresh as fuck, but you ain't spendin' on your outfit Pour me up, do they understand us? I doubt it, they was runnin' from us Now everywhere I go, I get surrounded I did it comin' for us We want nothin' but bucks Rollin' big guns, filled up with brunts We don't need no extras, yeah, we do our own stunts We don't need no extras, yeah, we do our own stunts And I got a bitch from Texas, yeah, she got her own fun That means she ain't gettin' jealous, I'ma go have me some fun Keep me away from Don Perignon I know she see me, she starin' home I wonder what she wearin', huh? Is there a home? I'm preparin', yeah, won't lie Lately, I ain't been carin', yeah, no kind, yeah, whoa, hey, mm, yeah These niggas better stop it Been travelin' around the world for years We made this shit a hobby Goin' too fast, borin' some Ricky Bobby Damn, niggas know that I've been a man Wake up early, gone headin' to flight to Japan Pop up in my new Gucci, throwin' a thousand dollars in the hand Now I gotta make her dance, take her room, show her I'm the man, yeah Go to Dubai last minute, we can Spend it in the mall, yeah, we can, yeah I got Jimmy Choo, Gucci glue, Louis V, double Cs, lose, bitch I don't give no fucks, nigga, we were all born free in this bitch Better ask me now, is we drivin' or flyin' in this bitch? Is we drivin'? Is we flyin'? Cause we on a roll, yeah, whoa, whoa, mm, no Ooh, stop it, you say you high as us But y'all not up here in the cockpit Say you fresh as fuck, but you ain't spendin' on your outfit