jI can put you in the Mile High Club, what’s up?
Let’s take a trip
Have you ever read “The World Is Yours”
On a blimp?

Tell her be free, baby, spread your wings
Got your legs in the sky like a plane
Let me guard that, I’m the pilot
Can’t nobody see you 30 thousand feet
On your knees in them Prada’s
Makin’ freaky shit come up out her

Get high baby roll one, cloud nine, ’bout to go up
Lovin’ the feel of the turbulence, girl, when we turn up
When we land we can roll out
Show you somethin’ you ain’t know about
Tonight we be takin’ off flight with a camera to show out
I got you in the air, your body in the air
How it feel up here?
You can scream as loud as you want, and loud as you can
And ain’t nobody gonna hear it

About The Author

Bianca Alysse is a creatively driven Bronx-born writer and editor. Before becoming The Knockturnal‘s music editor she served as Latina‘s creative coordinator and was a contributor at Billboard. The Boricua scribe has a lengthy resume in the music industry and has penned for Universal Music Publishing Group, Epic Records, G.O.O.D. Music, Compound Entertainment, Artistry & Récords, and Arcade Creative Group. Her work has been seen on platforms like VIBE, mitú, TIDAL, Remezcla, and behind the scenes at New York Fashion Week. As an independent contractor, she has written for Sony Music Entertainment’s global business affairs department, Warner Music Group, and currently Roc Nation.

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