We fly high like a plane from London
Only apes and gorillas that I run with
Ride with a shooter and a chick that be dummy thick
I bet they hate the drip
Why, Cause we be making hits
We fly high like a plane from London
Only apes and gorillas that I run with
Ride with a shooter and a chick that be dummy thick
I bet they hate the drip
Why, Cause we be making hits
Walk up in the club after a day in the stu
Stress up on my back, a nigga finna let loose
One look at my partners, y'all want Henny or vodka
First round on me, gotta set it off proper
Feelin' real cool cause I'm dressed to the tens
Niggas gon' hate, but ayy, that's just how it is
Real fast, real big, ayy, that's just how I live
These niggas fake as f*ck, I give you something that's real
Chefing up these beats, I give you something to feel
Shorty going hard, she shaking it on some savage shit
Got me mesmerized, I'm smacking at it and grabbing it
Middle of the club, I'm trying to keep up the tempo
Niggas sweating hard, I'm high as f*ck off this endo
Trying to link up, she got some friends for my kinfolk
Now the club about to close, I'm trying to see what she doing
But Shorty want a ride, I can tell how she move
We fly high like a plane from London
Only apes and gorillas that I run with
Ride with a shooter and a chick that be dummy thick
I bet they hate the drip
Why, Cause we be making hits
We fly high like a plane from London
Only apes and gorillas that I run with
Ride with a shooter and a chick that be dummy thick
I bet they hate the drip
Why, Cause we be making hits
Flooded with the bricks, ice on my wrist
No simp, never slip, quick to trip, making hits
Off the tip, pistol grip, money chips
One flick of the wrist, Kobe with the switch
Bundle of them bricks, magnificent glimpse
I'm from the jungle, no Jumanji
Keep a loaded pistol, try me, skip IVs
One trip, OT, high knees
Watch it squeeze, eyes bleed
Labeled as a three, savage as the seas
She ride with me, she ride free
Bad from overseas, bussing bussing
Body still calling me, shout out to Killer Breeze
Big two, three, keep a lemon squeeze
Make a hit every week, running to the cheese
Gasp in the breeze, gas in the leaf
You know what it is, Been Wit It ENT
We fly high like a plane from London
Only apes and gorillas that I run with
Ride with a shooter and a chick that be dummy thick
I bet they hate the drip
Why, Cause we be making hits
We fly high like a plane from London
Only apes and gorillas that I run with
Ride with a shooter and a chick that be dummy thick
I bet they hate the drip
Why, Cause we be making hits
B. Frank - Plane From London (feat. T1C3 Capone) Lyrics
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We fly high like a plane from London
Only apes and gorillas that I run with
Ride with a shooter and a chick that be dummy thick
I bet they hate the drip
Why, Cause we be making hits
We fly high like a plane from London
Only apes and gorillas that I run with
Ride with a shooter and a chick that be dummy thick
I bet they hate the drip
Why, Cause we be making hits
Walk up in the club after a day in the stu
Stress up on my back, a nigga finna let loose
One look at my partners, y'all want Henny or vodka
First round on me, gotta set it off proper
Feelin' real cool cause I'm dressed to the tens
Niggas gon' hate, but ayy, that's just how it is
Real fast, real big, ayy, that's just how I live
These niggas fake as f*ck, I give you something that's real
Chefing up these beats, I give you something to feel
Shorty going hard, she shaking it on some savage shit
Got me mesmerized, I'm smacking at it and grabbing it
Middle of the club, I'm trying to keep up the tempo
Niggas sweating hard, I'm high as f*ck off this endo
Trying to link up, she got some friends for my kinfolk
Now the club about to close, I'm trying to see what she doing
But Shorty want a ride, I can tell how she move
We fly high like a plane from London
Only apes and gorillas that I run with
Ride with a shooter and a chick that be dummy thick
I bet they hate the drip
Why, Cause we be making hits
We fly high like a plane from London
Only apes and gorillas that I run with
Ride with a shooter and a chick that be dummy thick
I bet they hate the drip
Why, Cause we be making hits
Flooded with the bricks, ice on my wrist
No simp, never slip, quick to trip, making hits
Off the tip, pistol grip, money chips
One flick of the wrist, Kobe with the switch
Bundle of them bricks, magnificent glimpse
I'm from the jungle, no Jumanji
Keep a loaded pistol, try me, skip IVs
One trip, OT, high knees
Watch it squeeze, eyes bleed
Labeled as a three, savage as the seas
She ride with me, she ride free
Bad from overseas, bussing bussing
Body still calling me, shout out to Killer Breeze
Big two, three, keep a lemon squeeze
Make a hit every week, running to the cheese
Gasp in the breeze, gas in the leaf
You know what it is, Been Wit It ENT
We fly high like a plane from London
Only apes and gorillas that I run with
Ride with a shooter and a chick that be dummy thick
I bet they hate the drip
Why, Cause we be making hits
We fly high like a plane from London
Only apes and gorillas that I run with
Ride with a shooter and a chick that be dummy thick
I bet they hate the drip
Why, Cause we be making hits
Only apes and gorillas that I run with
Ride with a shooter and a chick that be dummy thick
I bet they hate the drip
Why, Cause we be making hits
We fly high like a plane from London
Only apes and gorillas that I run with
Ride with a shooter and a chick that be dummy thick
I bet they hate the drip
Why, Cause we be making hits
Walk up in the club after a day in the stu
Stress up on my back, a nigga finna let loose
One look at my partners, y'all want Henny or vodka
First round on me, gotta set it off proper
Feelin' real cool cause I'm dressed to the tens
Niggas gon' hate, but ayy, that's just how it is
Real fast, real big, ayy, that's just how I live
These niggas fake as f*ck, I give you something that's real
Chefing up these beats, I give you something to feel
Shorty going hard, she shaking it on some savage shit
Got me mesmerized, I'm smacking at it and grabbing it
Middle of the club, I'm trying to keep up the tempo
Niggas sweating hard, I'm high as f*ck off this endo
Trying to link up, she got some friends for my kinfolk
Now the club about to close, I'm trying to see what she doing
But Shorty want a ride, I can tell how she move
We fly high like a plane from London
Only apes and gorillas that I run with
Ride with a shooter and a chick that be dummy thick
I bet they hate the drip
Why, Cause we be making hits
We fly high like a plane from London
Only apes and gorillas that I run with
Ride with a shooter and a chick that be dummy thick
I bet they hate the drip
Why, Cause we be making hits
Flooded with the bricks, ice on my wrist
No simp, never slip, quick to trip, making hits
Off the tip, pistol grip, money chips
One flick of the wrist, Kobe with the switch
Bundle of them bricks, magnificent glimpse
I'm from the jungle, no Jumanji
Keep a loaded pistol, try me, skip IVs
One trip, OT, high knees
Watch it squeeze, eyes bleed
Labeled as a three, savage as the seas
She ride with me, she ride free
Bad from overseas, bussing bussing
Body still calling me, shout out to Killer Breeze
Big two, three, keep a lemon squeeze
Make a hit every week, running to the cheese
Gasp in the breeze, gas in the leaf
You know what it is, Been Wit It ENT
We fly high like a plane from London
Only apes and gorillas that I run with
Ride with a shooter and a chick that be dummy thick
I bet they hate the drip
Why, Cause we be making hits
We fly high like a plane from London
Only apes and gorillas that I run with
Ride with a shooter and a chick that be dummy thick
I bet they hate the drip
Why, Cause we be making hits
Writer: Justin Hall, Brandon Franklin
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid