This plane is crashing I'm yelling mayday, baby (Yeah) You're made of plastic, always overreacting Always for reactions, and imma go subtract it My money always addin' I got me a new chick that be calling me like Jasmine X's and them O's, I don't wanna know what's happenin' Brody told me slow me, or I'll end up in a casket Money in the basket Told her this plane crashin' I'm yelling mayday, baby You're made of plastic, and ain't no way you play me I guess we cool back then You made me block my friends I guess we met our ends, love Flipped me again, I'm off that Whitney once again The devil's slit me once again I got that Colgate, give me sloppy toppy riding in the benz I got no time for us, nobody to fight for us Might not need your type to love, so tell me what's the sight for us? Shorty screaming, Mayday, Mayday! Can I be your lady, lady? This plane is crashing I'm yelling mayday baby You made of plastic, always overreacting Always for reactions, and I'mma go subtract it My money always addin' I got me a new chick that be calling me like Jasmine X's and them O's, I don't wanna know what's happenin' Brodie told me slow me or I'll end up in a casket Money in the basket Told her this plane crashin' I'm yelling mayday baby You made of plastic And ain't no way you play me I guess we cool back then I guess we cook back then I guess we cook back then I'm yelling mayday (baby)