PVCK - Jetlag (feat. Nick Rose) Lyrics

If I told you something, could you keep it on the low
I'm a lover, I'm a sinner, most importantly, I smoke
I get high off Percocets and I feel blessed, I'm Perc-a-sailing
I be with the astronauts and you know we be never landing
If I told you something, could you keep it on the low
I'm a lover, I'm a sinner, most importantly, I smoke
I get high off Percocets and I feel blessed, I'm Perc-a-sailing
I be with the astronauts and you know we be never landing

We never landing, we never panic, my pockets dancing
My mind is frantic, I smoke exotic, she too romantic
None of this shit was planned but, I never had a Plan B
I had to pay my dues so I command this sonic stampede
I had a feeling I was great, I had to act on it
This been my passion for half my life, I put racks on it
My bass was blasting so I had to go get PVCK on it
I lead my faction, stop tripping, put that on wax, Rose

If I told you something, could you keep it on the low
I'm a lover, I'm a sinner, most importantly, I smoke
I get high off Percocets and I feel blessed, I'm Perc-a-sailing
I be with the astronauts and you know we be never landing
If I told you something, could you keep it on the low
I'm a lover, I'm a sinner, most importantly, I smoke
I get high off Percocets and I feel blessed, I'm Perc-a-sailing
I be with the astronauts and you know we be never landing

I been fantastic, stretching her out, she elastic
I got her locking her jaw, I hit it raw, she did a backflip
Blunts in the whip, run with a zip, smoke it the fastest
No one is flyer than PVCK, I do not cap, only speak facts bitch
I need a bag of doja, I need a fifth of Whitney
I cannot stay in this club if I cannot throw a couple hunnids and fifties
They said they're coming to get me, told 'em that I'm a believer
Foot on the gas, I cannot crash, now I'm chillin' with my feet up

If I told you something, could you keep it on the low
I'm a lover, I'm a sinner, most importantly, I smoke
I get high off Percocets and I feel blessed, I'm Perc-a-sailing
I be with the astronauts and you know we be never landing
If I told you something, could you keep it on the low
I'm a lover, I'm a sinner, most importantly, I smoke
I get high off Percocets and I feel blessed, I'm Perc-a-sailing
I be with the astronauts and you know we be never landing