Oh, oh, oh Oh, oh, oh Yeah, yeah, yeah Mission Khalifa Man, man, man Mission Khalifa Man, man, man Tailor gang or die I see you starin' I'm at the bar You tired of the flames You wanna be with a star I got a place in You wanna go Only job for a mother God forbid you lose control Control, control You lose control Control, control You lose control Control You lose control You lose control Control, control You lose control She don't know me, but I know her I met plenty of type before Love a nigga with a fancy car Live your life like a movie star Got a thing for expensive clothing Fuck with it if it's frozen You got it all And worry about a thing? No, not at all The music was on Had that sour smoke in the air Her nigga was jockin' I told her, come over here To my section Make sure the runway is clear Then we take off Leave that extra baggage, girl So we can float on I see you starin' I'm at the bar You tired of the flames You wanna be with a star I got a place in You wanna go Only job for a mother God forbid you lose control Control, control You lose control Control, control You lose control You lose control You lose control Control, control You lose control I'm vibin' You vibin' I roll well You drivin' You tired of them lanes Sayin' he gon' try and never change Now you out flyin' with the planes I hope they been watchin' us So they can see what I see Girl, what you do to me? Try to talk to us But no, ain't no stoppin' us It's hard to unlock new thrust Hold it, yeah I'll, I'll, I'll make it I see you starin' I'm at the bar You tired of the flames You wanna be with a star I got a place in You wanna go Only job for a mother God forbid you lose control Control, control You lose control Control, control You lose control Control, control You lose control Control, control You lose control Control, control Control, control You lose control Control, control Control, control Control, control