Fly S**t

Makin me sick
What they feeding me outta date nigga
They tryna kick it I aint even tryna skate witcha
You here to hate & I'm not down to share yo place nigga
You only had one job
Stay in yo place kicka
I'm out the way tryna get this paper yea them MandMs
I'm on my papers but might go smoke a blunt wit Tim & nem
You hear my shit then bitch get high to it
I had to open up my mind because my eyes foolish
I do it
I need them checks like I gotta approve it
Just know I'm next just like a side bitch
They wanna know why im lit
A sober soul but eat this beat up on some high shit
I guess they ain't wanna lose me so they just lie quick
And cry shit
You already lost me so dry yo eyes bitch
Say bye dick
And wave to the camera's here go yo prize bitch
Ghostin these hoes and these niggas that don't abide quick
And then go hop on a flight
Back to my fly shit

I got niggas and bitches on my line
I got demons they feenin for my soul
I got people who sleeping on my grind
In auto pilot
Quit fuckin wit my mode
This that fly shit
Fly shit
Lil baby this that fly shit
Fly shit
Fly

Look
I been sticking out just like a center fold
Kickin back bitch im relaxin in my winter coat
Wit my lady pussy glazing like some dinner rolls
She a angel but still in love wit this sinners soul
You want the smoke lil bitch im still wit it
You should know
I fall back in all black
Lil bitch I been the folks
I'm out my body I been trying to get beside me
Besides me nobodys fuckin wit me my G
Ice Cream

I got niggas and bitches on my line
I got demons they feenin' for my soul
I got people who sleeping' on my grind
In auto pilot
Quit fuckin wit my mode.
This that fly shit
Fly shit
Fly
Lil baby this that fly shit
Fly shit
Fly



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Writer(s): Malik Owen
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