[Verse 1: Lyricks]
Take the seat back
I'ma play this back for you like a recap
Yeah she smiled while pouring my apple juice, man I peeped that
And she gave me towels, earplugs to use, I'ma keep that
And we got the Born with the Yamazawa with like G stats
Sugoi
Spin the globe and then point, that's my next one
Landlord thinks I'm selling soy, 'cause I've paid for the next month
Airport security knows your boy outta respect son
They let me stand in precheck, and call me KR and S One
원
And my roommates forgot my face
Clothes smell like another coast
And my pants smell like what's her name
I don't fuck with the stand-bys
Flown to see these suit dumpers in Shanghai

[Verse 2: JL]
JL don't stand for jet lag, now it's just landed
It's not a case of where in the world now, but it's what planet
5-star talent needs accommodations to match
Fly to Asia to party, then we fly to Vegas to rap
That's all in a day's work now
I touch down so often, like I'm not playing for first downs
Stay in planes so often, I ponder how planes work now
Fans all raise hands, and I fall in 'em face first now
And pray it works out, uh
Frequent flyer miles piling up
I fall deep into a slumber from the sound of engines firing up
I get beverage service quarter hourly
And all the airlines already know I always prefer the aisle seat
[Verse 3: Lyrics Born]
Lyrics Born
First Asian rapper to make 10 albums in the history of American showbiz
Don't trip, I'm over it
I ain't waiting to die for y'all to recognize
Motherfucker I want my roses
I'm puttin' 5 racks down for every pound in your body weight
So if you ain't coming heavy baby
You really ain't got a lot to gain
Been touring longer than I haven't been
Sometimes I think in foreign languages
Passport is stamped more than returned foreign packages
Slept on more mattresses and hotels than in my own residence
Still got money from countries that no longer on the map exist
California king gettin' currency independently
In an industry that hated me, beige balled me and baited me
But you can't pigeonhole a peacock
My pajamas reek of green skunk, seagrams and overseas love
Japanese triple OG, call me Ojisan
Never been in 2nd place for more than 6 days
I made sextapes in more countries than y'all performed in 2 decades
LB was here

[Verse 4: G Yamazawa]
Oh god it's the young G on my anchor shit
The aim is in creating, the payment is what you make of it
Boy you should be thanking us
Better see that spine stiff
Spittin' wit' veterans who adjusted to the time difference
My mind's slippin', the palms lifted like spirituals
Rick hit me for the remix but should've been on the original
But fuck it, I'm honored to collab with the cousin (YOX)
Bull city and Ox gang is about to get ruckus (yup)
Age 5 the last time I had stage fright
Now I'm on that late night flight, she sayin' my name right
(Mr. Yamazawa?)
Yea I navigate the leverage
The album dropped in May and made the whole south celebrate my heritage (ya mean?)
This that 3-dimension, I see no end shit
That blowing the attention make you reassess your friendships
That ego lead to tension but they lovin' it now
Because I write like issa gun in my mouth
Before it blow I put a jewel up in the crown
And then I pass it around
My miles let my folks put gran's ashes back in the ground
I know that she crackin' a smile through these blessings
So you know we reppin'
Above the clouds and below the heavens
Yamaza