Produced by CUTLERY Mixed & Mastered by Jon Lee Photo by Keita Funakawa Switching lanes in a city that I don't know We got the world the baby ain't nowhere we won't go So get the f-- up out ya seat Get em up (what what) I see the bright lights like it was fight night Stage and a mic, and everything is quite right So everybody throw them hands like Get em up (what what) Just touched down we in a strange land Me and the whole crew so what the game plan Henny and tire marks We causing dire harm When I flow, cock back like a firearm Juno the Damaja Nah they can’t handle us Reppin the West, from Seattle to Los Angeles But we in Tokyo now so get wild This Gaijin the flyest so they loving the style (What what! Get em up!) Now grab the Jack and a 40 We finna dip at like 5 in the morning Ain’t nobody opposing, just don’t go and overdosing I’m hoping to stay alive like Zion I I’m Coastin' I got a homie and he look like Drake We hit the club and they saying “Yo you look like Drake” But he ain’t lightweight we burning heavy thru entire funds And do it big in the land of the rising sun Switching lanes in a city that I don't know We got the world the baby ain't nowhere we won't go So get the f-- up out ya seat Get em up (what what) I see the bright lights like it was fight night Stage and a mic, and everything is quite right So everybody throw them hands like Get em up (what what) It’s like everywhere that I’m going I’m seeing doors that be opening closing We all part of the motion Opportunity strikes and we just fish in the ocean that’s full of sharks Who this young cat causing commotion? Junoflo with my hand on my Guinness Remind these *****es to mind they bidness It’s time to finish em like yellowtail and wine for dinner While you decline, I define the winner From the hunneds to the fifties to the tens I got em from the dollars to the euros to the yens I ain’t gotta pretend Cuz wealth is of the mind not the pocket And I don’t need spacecrafts to rock it (rocket) I gots it locked down, from jays I cop now I got the Food & Liquor like Lupe from Chi Town I’m true to this, yall asking who the best They yelling my name roaming through the land of Nujabes Switching lanes in a city that I don't know We got the world the baby ain't nowhere we won't go So get the f-- up out ya seat Get em up (what what) I see the bright lights like it was fight night Stage and a mic, and everything is quite right So everybody throw them hands like Get em up (what what) We in Tokyo now turn up, turnt turnt Roll another one and burn up, burn burn They showing love to the foreigners Yo the Native Souls Crew, we hitting the 4 corners We in Tokyo now turn up, turnt turnt Roll another one and burn up, burn burn They showing love to the foreigners Yo the Native Souls Crew, we hitting the 4 corners