FlyBoy
They call me the freshest lil nigga
It don't matter wateva i'm puttin togetha
They say u impressive lil nigga
And they wonder why all these big Niggas wit em like he sum Professional nigga
They ain't thinking he carry that 40 Or sum he look like wrestle a nigga
You kno i'm a fly
Boy
I get fly
Boy
Spent yo check a few times jus so i Get high
Boy
Wonder why i'm cocky it's all in my Swag boy
I'm a fly
Boy
I get fly boy
Say you smokin sum but you ain't Gettin high boy
Bout to take yo bitch and watch how You mad boy
Ion talk i jus finesse and flex that's How i survive boy
Don't get close you might jus see That demon in my Eyes boy
Issa problem
Put it to the side
Yea we gone slide
My niggas gon ride
Shot his crib up
Since he ain't wanna come outside
When my brother died
Was feining for a homicide
Then i got my cake up
Slide to the crib for dizzick i don't Date ha
Ha man blowing up ha phone tb Wake up
Way i kick out my crib she think i Hate ha
But shit
They call me the freshest lil nigga
It don't matter wateva i'm puttin Togetha
They say u impressive lil nigga
And they wonder why all these big Niggas wit em like he sum Professional nigga
They ain't thinking he carry that 40 Or sum he look like wrestle a nigga
You kno i'm a fly
Boy
I get fly
Boy
Spent yo check a few times jus so i Get high
Boy
Wonder why i'm cocky it's all in my Swag boy
I'm a fly
Boy
I get fly boy
It don't matter wateva i'm puttin togetha
They say u impressive lil nigga
And they wonder why all these big Niggas wit em like he sum Professional nigga
They ain't thinking he carry that 40 Or sum he look like wrestle a nigga
You kno i'm a fly
Boy
I get fly
Boy
Spent yo check a few times jus so i Get high
Boy
Wonder why i'm cocky it's all in my Swag boy
I'm a fly
Boy
I get fly boy
Say you smokin sum but you ain't Gettin high boy
Bout to take yo bitch and watch how You mad boy
Ion talk i jus finesse and flex that's How i survive boy
Don't get close you might jus see That demon in my Eyes boy
Issa problem
Put it to the side
Yea we gone slide
My niggas gon ride
Shot his crib up
Since he ain't wanna come outside
When my brother died
Was feining for a homicide
Then i got my cake up
Slide to the crib for dizzick i don't Date ha
Ha man blowing up ha phone tb Wake up
Way i kick out my crib she think i Hate ha
But shit
They call me the freshest lil nigga
It don't matter wateva i'm puttin Togetha
They say u impressive lil nigga
And they wonder why all these big Niggas wit em like he sum Professional nigga
They ain't thinking he carry that 40 Or sum he look like wrestle a nigga
You kno i'm a fly
Boy
I get fly
Boy
Spent yo check a few times jus so i Get high
Boy
Wonder why i'm cocky it's all in my Swag boy
I'm a fly
Boy
I get fly boy
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Writer(s): Zach Blue
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