Hoppin out that exit row
Way up in the stratosphere
Put some jack up in my coke
We could get it poppin tonight
We’ll be
Superfly When we
Step up in this place
Don’t you hesitate

When i fly down
I’m at the terminal baby
And my bags out
I’m at the parking lot waiting

Can I get a ride?
I’m at the terminal
Do you wanna slide?
I’m at the

I’m at the terminal
You know we turning up
Connect in Dallas
My tickets valid
I’m at the terminal
You know we turning up
I land in LA
I got the magic
I be at the terminal
I been here for like half of my goddamn life
So you know the boy turning up yeah
You could put the good liquor in my goddamn sprite
Down that, and backtrack to check my luggage
Bounce back the jet lag could feel so sluggish
Sweatpants and backpack to save my money
Bout to land where it don’t get sunny, please
Pass the bag of cashews get the
Champagne or soda cracked, and snag a tissue
Heard a baby on the plane that’s an issue
If you land but you taxi that’s not official
So they saying we arrived
But we not at the gate yet no
Let me out the flight
I ain’t tryna wait cause

When i fly down
I’m at the terminal baby
And my bags out
I’m at the parking lot waiting

Can I get a ride?
I’m at the terminal
Do you wanna slide?
I’m at the
I’m at the terminal
You know we turning up
Connect in Dallas
My tickets valid
I’m at the terminal
You know we turning up
I land in LA
I got the magic