[Verse One]:

I be hating when all my niggas afraid to fly and I fear to tell 'em

Can't get in this ride unless you tap in your cerebellum

Chicks are my only vice and I ain't talking Sarah Palin

So I be in the sky, waving hi like I'm para sailing

Hate on me like Christ you better be prepared to nail him

That cross is hard to bear, so my necklace, don't never wear 'em

The rap game, I'm doing very well in

Yelling, I be up in Porsches like my name was Ellen

No fairy telling, I'm selling

Dreams to a user share stream

Till these flairs seen, helicopter in that square ring

Make success breed, the same life that air bring

Niggas dropping garbage I can hardly keep my ears clean

Window seat but up this high I can't hear a thing

Windows to my soul even cloudy from the weed breath

Orchestrating the money, we call it string cheese

So I give my girl whatever she needs

Please don't mistake this for balling

I often, praise material things I can't bring into my coffin

Got niggas locked up doing bids like auctions

So I just want to hear people talking

I'm here/hear for it

On the go like I O'Hare airported

No luggage, do you know where my green Jansport is?

These niggas is balling backwards like Grant Horace

I'm in sky, call me Square Jordan

Yet, I'm the X-Man, your ex-man get's teleported

To the next land, no Freshman can take these courses

I'm a big star, expand orbit

She said, "Look what I can do."

I told her, "Save the next dance for it."

In the fall hours I would show my star power like Guitar Hero

When I stroll in the spot with Rosario

And a model chick, all Creole

And an Auzzie ho, that's my palm tree yo

A nigga ill, but I feel super awesome though

You racing for some honeys, get your Barkley on

I'm racing for the money, get my Ricky Bobby on

You fuck around and gon' get your car repoed

So, Vizzy is the name, windy with the game

Get in any lane, with a pretty dame

Chiddy Chiddy Bang

Props they give me, wallet empty

Not a penny to my name

And they just keep on missing Vizzy's plane

[Hook]:

Don't know what they hatin for, I'm just getting my paper

Well maybe they'll love me more when I'm gone

I don't wanna leave but I need to

It's such a shame (shame)

They gon' miss this plane (plane)

They gon' miss this plane (plane)

They gon' miss this plane (plane)

They gon' miss this Plane (plane)

I tried to believe you, I don't wanna leave but I need to