Finna Fly Now
Buckle up bitch!
Once u pon a time there's a boy from west palm
Think he can rap so he started to rhyme
Picked up the pen looked around realize when he's writing these songs nobody can compare
Damn I'm just surprised
I can't believe I looked up to you guys
I looked inside of myself-found the realest of niggas so just step aside
Boy had no help
Stick to the plan on the highway to hell
Rip out this cell bitch I'm an animal
You niggas must've forgot the memo
Cause you mis-fits
Shooting all guns but you miss-hits
But it aintcha fault im the slick-est
Mo-tha-fuck-a the shoe fits
I gotcho Bitch and she riding my dick
Stop
Wait
Don't interrupt me agaiiin Bitch
Get the fuck out of my head bitch
You and me we ain't no friends Bitch
Don't fuck w me already dead bitch
Spitting so hard got a lithhhpithh
If yo bitch a fox watch me swipe - this
Bird and the box pussy blin-din
You niggas wish you was like - this
Can't steal my sauce you a plank-tin
Thousand degrees nigga Celsius
Arrogant nigga I'm self-ish
These niggas lookin so frigh-tend
I - think!
I'm lookin kinda intimidating Because all of these niggas look apitizing
Big bad wolf tantalizing
I keep going I'm energizing
Mesmerizing I'm polarizing
I'm Emphasizing
They analyzing
That I'm the best
Theres no compromising
Star rising my coats riding I'm mobilizing
Young nigga from the streets finna fly now
Out of reach best believe imma shine now
Been too long for a nigga where my mind gone Damn
Palm beach like I said it in the last song
I need a Bitch from Atlanta
I need a bitch del Havana
I need a bitch like Obama
Flip all the bricks like kidamas
Bitches acting like they know me
Out of the blue I got homies
Who the fuck standing before me
Checks are my only priority
You don't like me you can blow me
My weed is purple like Barney but I ain't that friendly these niggas I'm haunting like ghost
We ain't the same nigga we juxtapose
Tho I suppose when I murder the flows and I'm fucking these hoes in their designer clothes
Never mind we ain't that close
I got more clout than you in my lil toe
Shoutout lil toe
Nailing these jits and I'm stacking the cheese but ain't talking no Swiss less I'm talking my bitch
Momma raised up a savage
I'm drowning in palace
The asses the fattest
The game is too easy they serve it to me on the goldest of platters
The code is what matters
But I ain't gone act like lethal ain't the baddest
And ooooo
My niggas they got no chill I don't lose
If I had a ring for the figures I'm making I feel like Tom Brady
Evading the pressure cause what's in my pocket
I cock it
No flockin
I'm breaking and entering there ain't no stoppin me
Moppin the floor with you
Lyrical machina
Pass the extendo I'm taking a hit
Porqué yo no entiendo por qué todo el mundo le gusta joder me
Siento tu novia quiere conocer me
All of these niggas no nuts but they jelly
Shoutout to all of my people from welly
Wut de fuk gang till I die let em know
Yotta yotta gang till I die let em know
I'm pushing the come up and pushing the dough
These niggas is turtles and I'm Mario
Young nigga from the streets finna fly now
Out of reach best believe imma shine now
Been too long for a nigga where my mind gone Damn
Palm beach like I said it in the last song
I don't take baaaars I spit em
Look at my jaaaaaws like venom
Coooooondacending I don't give a fuck a bout it my nigga i gotta tell em how it is
I'm sick of motherfuckers being up in my biz
Not another in sight
That can handle my might
This is my Ascension
Ain't no prevention
I be sniping motherfuckers super quick Succession
All my niggas on security like it's an election
Only time I see the realest when I see my reflection
Got a call from Gordon Ramsay got em cooked to perfection
The-FLOWS
They be going every single direction
South side 3 3 4 0 5 is what I'm reppin
Can't fuck up
Because I'm des-tined
How
many times I gotta tell em gotta les son plan
For the niggas that don't understand
On drop
Gotta break it down then I'm the SHIT!
You better worship I walk
So
Nobody fuck w me I am a bomb and I'm ready to blow up the whole fucking world
In the blink of an eye I'm Mohamed Ali because life is a bitch and
I'm makin it mine and I sting like a b but the b stand for beast still that kid from
Before I'm the eye of the storm if I die in the morn
All I know is
Momma
Raised a
Savage
Momma
Raised a
Savage
Momma
Raised a
Savage
Momma
Raised a
Savage
Once u pon a time there's a boy from west palm
Think he can rap so he started to rhyme
Picked up the pen looked around realize when he's writing these songs nobody can compare
Damn I'm just surprised
I can't believe I looked up to you guys
I looked inside of myself-found the realest of niggas so just step aside
Boy had no help
Stick to the plan on the highway to hell
Rip out this cell bitch I'm an animal
You niggas must've forgot the memo
Cause you mis-fits
Shooting all guns but you miss-hits
But it aintcha fault im the slick-est
Mo-tha-fuck-a the shoe fits
I gotcho Bitch and she riding my dick
Stop
Wait
Don't interrupt me agaiiin Bitch
Get the fuck out of my head bitch
You and me we ain't no friends Bitch
Don't fuck w me already dead bitch
Spitting so hard got a lithhhpithh
If yo bitch a fox watch me swipe - this
Bird and the box pussy blin-din
You niggas wish you was like - this
Can't steal my sauce you a plank-tin
Thousand degrees nigga Celsius
Arrogant nigga I'm self-ish
These niggas lookin so frigh-tend
I - think!
I'm lookin kinda intimidating Because all of these niggas look apitizing
Big bad wolf tantalizing
I keep going I'm energizing
Mesmerizing I'm polarizing
I'm Emphasizing
They analyzing
That I'm the best
Theres no compromising
Star rising my coats riding I'm mobilizing
Young nigga from the streets finna fly now
Out of reach best believe imma shine now
Been too long for a nigga where my mind gone Damn
Palm beach like I said it in the last song
I need a Bitch from Atlanta
I need a bitch del Havana
I need a bitch like Obama
Flip all the bricks like kidamas
Bitches acting like they know me
Out of the blue I got homies
Who the fuck standing before me
Checks are my only priority
You don't like me you can blow me
My weed is purple like Barney but I ain't that friendly these niggas I'm haunting like ghost
We ain't the same nigga we juxtapose
Tho I suppose when I murder the flows and I'm fucking these hoes in their designer clothes
Never mind we ain't that close
I got more clout than you in my lil toe
Shoutout lil toe
Nailing these jits and I'm stacking the cheese but ain't talking no Swiss less I'm talking my bitch
Momma raised up a savage
I'm drowning in palace
The asses the fattest
The game is too easy they serve it to me on the goldest of platters
The code is what matters
But I ain't gone act like lethal ain't the baddest
And ooooo
My niggas they got no chill I don't lose
If I had a ring for the figures I'm making I feel like Tom Brady
Evading the pressure cause what's in my pocket
I cock it
No flockin
I'm breaking and entering there ain't no stoppin me
Moppin the floor with you
Lyrical machina
Pass the extendo I'm taking a hit
Porqué yo no entiendo por qué todo el mundo le gusta joder me
Siento tu novia quiere conocer me
All of these niggas no nuts but they jelly
Shoutout to all of my people from welly
Wut de fuk gang till I die let em know
Yotta yotta gang till I die let em know
I'm pushing the come up and pushing the dough
These niggas is turtles and I'm Mario
Young nigga from the streets finna fly now
Out of reach best believe imma shine now
Been too long for a nigga where my mind gone Damn
Palm beach like I said it in the last song
I don't take baaaars I spit em
Look at my jaaaaaws like venom
Coooooondacending I don't give a fuck a bout it my nigga i gotta tell em how it is
I'm sick of motherfuckers being up in my biz
Not another in sight
That can handle my might
This is my Ascension
Ain't no prevention
I be sniping motherfuckers super quick Succession
All my niggas on security like it's an election
Only time I see the realest when I see my reflection
Got a call from Gordon Ramsay got em cooked to perfection
The-FLOWS
They be going every single direction
South side 3 3 4 0 5 is what I'm reppin
Can't fuck up
Because I'm des-tined
How
many times I gotta tell em gotta les son plan
For the niggas that don't understand
On drop
Gotta break it down then I'm the SHIT!
You better worship I walk
So
Nobody fuck w me I am a bomb and I'm ready to blow up the whole fucking world
In the blink of an eye I'm Mohamed Ali because life is a bitch and
I'm makin it mine and I sting like a b but the b stand for beast still that kid from
Before I'm the eye of the storm if I die in the morn
All I know is
Momma
Raised a
Savage
Momma
Raised a
Savage
Momma
Raised a
Savage
Momma
Raised a
Savage
Credits
Writer(s): Marcos Alvarez Gonzalez
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