Crash Landing (Intro)

[Intro] Yo, I said it's Kid Ink baby [Verse 1] You ready? This your last chance Put on your seatbelts, I'm 'bout to crash land The way I touch down, I should have a dance Teach you how to stunt, I could have a class Roll another blunt, burn a little hash I got my money up and learned to build the math All these green faces like I fucking got the mask You can't walk in my shoes like you fucking got a cast See my riding through the city like I'm racing in the drag Got the thing in the bag, put the burner in the pass On the highway of life, think I'm running outta gas See Miss UFO, 20/20 on the tattoo Tall ass niggas you can never understand Said it's Kid Ink baby, listen, you can hear 'em chant I'm the future like I just hopped out of the DeLorean Got off world tour, I'll be going back again Try to front on a nigga but I'm 'bout to back 'em in Ladies, Chi-Town veteran but all I do is win Never strap up, stretch, do some fucking celestines Chew you up, spit you out but I ain't motherfucking finished No, I run this shit like I grew up with the sinners Smoking on that good tree, you be smoking on the trimmers Look around see, everything green like feeling money Help a nigga stay fly, fly like quidditch, ha You niggas just dry old bitches I'm the hottest thing moving, start a fire in the winter So raw, little wasabi and some ginger Is all I need to eat you motherfuckers up for dinner, tell 'em