[Intro: Sample]
Got me, the first rapper to fly

[Verse: Barry Pablo]
Ok, have you ever seen New York from above?
Sipping buble next to girls with big butts
In the cut, with the flight attendant giving me nuts
Going nuts because I said “thank you darling” she in love
I don’t really mean to brag but I got a bag bigger than Rubi Rose’s ass, I’m livin’ fast, dying young, that’s the maverick creed
Feeling free and flying high, y’all don’t really wanna live but don’t even want to die
What’s the fucking point of never living your dreams?
I don’t mean to be mean but put yourself on big screens
Being selfish ain’t bad if you humble, know what I mean?
You gotta wrap yourself around success, tight as Serene
I done seen failed motivation like Camp Rock where they never can’t stop doubting their plan’s plot to plant bops
On radios where they censor you shut
You know you made it when the parents be scared to turn it up
I don’t flex money, I flex the fact I got money
Grateful for this nice hair and face, these fly honey’s
Ain’t it funny that ya boy went from nerd to Stefan
Mind’s gone but the clothes can never look so fond
James Bond, shaken not stirred, I’m wearing a tux
Putting all these F-Boy’s best night outta luck
They wanna kill me but the current self they can’t touch
So you better hope the capacitor is in flux
Stay captivating eyes, I’m the captain of industry
Capture the seat where I see all the bullshit going down
Kingpin, you already know who run this town
Giving you the best look in my funky sound
So long, I don’t really want to be a sell out
But I wanna sell out arenas to ten thou
I ain’t never had to brag but I think I’m gonna slip
That my rhymes can get me flyer than Icarus
[Pre-Chorus: Barry Pablo]
I said come on baby, let me show you my wrist
And I got ten fingers, every single one’s lit
With a jewel over here and a jewel over there
Oh mirror on the wall, who’s the greatest on the air
I said come on baby, let me show you my wrist
And I got ten fingers, every single one’s lit
With a jewel over here and a jewel over there
Oh mirror on the wall, who’s the greatest on the air

[Chorus: Bruno Mars & Anderson. Paak, Anderson. Paak]
I deserve to be
With somebody as fly as me
Somebody this fly
And you deserve to be seen
With somebody as fly as me
Somebody this fly
Oh, don’t let em trick you with the jibb talk, uh