[Intro] Too high to fly But this my G5 Ask the pilot, "I could drive?" Never mind, I’m live [Verse 1] Hey, it’s me on my sat phone Thirty thousand feet, got the sky as my backbone Tell the crew when this plane land Party gettin out of hand, yeah, that’s the game plan Call Matt the G, tell him bring that heat Tell the homies pull up, make it crowd these streets Call all the ballers, say we set that tone Touch down, every runway feel like home [Chorus] Too high to fly, but this my G5 Talk slick to the clouds, watch the world slide by When we land, it’s a movie, whole city gon’ see Party with rock stars, they just partying with me Too high to fly, but this my G5 Tell the crew when we touch, that it’s go-time Meet up at the spot, we gon’ divvy that pie From the tarmac to the top, we stay sky-high (hey!) [Verse 2] Meet up at the spot, divvy up what we got Couple duffel bags heavy, couple drinks on the rocks Neon on the dash of the Lambo, growl Jags lined up like a pack on the prowl Party with the rock stars, they just love this grime They got glitter on they faces, I got money on my mind Whole block shut down when we roll through deep Last call came twice, they still can’t sleep [Chorus] Too high to fly, but this my G5 Talk slick to the clouds, watch the world slide by When we land, it’s a movie, whole city gon’ see Party with rock stars, they just partying with me Too high to fly, but this my G5 Tell the crew when we touch, that it’s go-time Meet up at the spot, we gon’ divvy that pie From the tarmac to the top, we stay sky-high (woah)
