[Chorus: Armani White]
Bitch, I'm stylish
Glock tucked, big t-shirt, Billie Eilish
Watch on my wrist, but I want that in diamonds
N***as talkin' crazy, when I pull up, it's silent
Mile high, run that shit back, bitch, I'm stylish
Glock tucked, big t-shirt, Billie Eilish
Watch on my wrist, but I want that in diamonds
N***as talkin' crazy, when I pull up, it's silent
Mile high, fuck a first-class, I'm the pilot

[Verse 1: Ludacris]
Pilot of my own plane
Million-dollar talk every time the phone ring
Luda never put in work in the dope game
But I did to rap what Escobar did to cocaine
Pablo with the shots though
There's a rapper cemetery where my opps go
They some babblers, never should've chose to battle us
They bettеr off boxin' with Marvelous Marvin Hagler
Or Floyd "Money" May'
Bitch, I stay frеsh, put that boy on display
Twenty years plus, man, that boy here to stay
Wilder than Deontay, boy, to this day
To this day, can't nobody fuck with him
When every single verse of Luda's is stuck with 'em
And every single plaque when I take it to the rack like the NBA
Check the stats, Kenny, Ernie, and Shaq, and Chuck with him
It's the MVP, jersey in the rafters
Baller, author, rapper, actor
Creator, producer, career timeless
Extra credit, did I mention to you hoes?
[Chorus: Armani White]
Bitch, I'm stylish
Glock tucked, big t-shirt, Billie Eilish
Watch on my wrist, but I want that in diamonds
N***as talkin' crazy, when I pull up, it's silent
Mile high, run that shit back, bitch, I'm stylish

[Verse 2: Busta Rhymes]
Yeah, and when I talk, I wanna hear silence
The fuse is lit, bitch, I'm back to give you n***as violence
My shit, you n***as' shit dull
Bars beat your face off your motherfuckin' skull (Damn, n***a)
El diamante (Huh)
Overpower your little raps, I'm el gigante (Haha)
Look, I love my sisters and I love all of my brothers
But I'll fuck you up on beats, it's why we got love for each other (God damn it, kid)
You gon' need you a roadmap
To reach this destination, bitch, when I pull up, it's gon' slap
For thirty years, I fucked up the feature, who wan' rap?
Talkin' 'bout you nicer than me while knowin' it's all cap (Shut your ass up)
Watch how all that you do is slack
Go 'head and bite the bait, stupid, and fall in the wrong trap (Mhm)
I might lose it 'til I let off a long rrat
You might abuse the drug like you smokin' a long crack, listen
Fuck if you with them, you n***as should get with me (Mhm)
I'm back up in this bitch like I'm knowin' you n***as miss me (Mhm)
Appreciate this art, whether you sober or you tipsy
While I'm on my Basquiat or my Leonardo da Vinci
[Chorus: Armani White]
Bitch, I'm stylish
Glock tucked, big t-shirt, Billie Eilish
Watch on my wrist, but I want that in diamonds
N***as talkin' crazy, when I pull up, it's silent
Mile high, run that shit back, bitch, I'm stylish

[Verse 3: N.O.R.E]
Uh, I'm still gettin' plaques in 2023 (Uh)
I'm one of the best, it's like twenty-three (What?)
Gettin' real money since I was twenty-three (What?)
A fan of myself, I'm N.O.R.E (Oh)
Mic booth smoke shafts, let the top open
In that jet-black Corvette, the block smokin'
I came to party (Ayy)
Your girl on me, she call me papi (Oh)
Tunji asked me for the blessing, I'm like, "Kid, of course"
It's my old hit, but this new hit is yours
Applause, stay on your job like doing chores
And we really all legal, we ain't gotta break laws
Emails from Geneva, Audemars Piguets club
And Swisher land with that Cali weed, the best plug
Armani White stand strong, different how they make 'em
And people don't give you your flowers, they go and take 'em

[Chorus: Armani White]
Bitch, I'm stylish
Glock tucked, big t-shirt, Billie Eilish
Watch on my wrist, but I want that in diamonds
N***as talkin' crazy, when I pull up, it's silent
Mile high, run that shit back, bitch, I'm stylish
Glock tucked, big t-shirt, Billie Eilish
Watch on my wrist, but I want that in diamonds
N***as talkin' crazy, when I pull up, it's silent
Mile high, fuck a first-class, I'm the pilot