Butterfly
Fly like butterfly, sting like bee
Fly like butterfly, sting like bee
Fly like butterfly, sting like bee
Fly like butterfly, sting like bee
Fly like butterfly, sting like bee
Fly like butterfly, sting like bee
Fly like butterfly, sting like bee
Speakers on base, piercings in my face
Bitch I don't give a fuck, I know you wanna taste
I don't gotta chase and I don't gotta wait
Bitch I get what I want on any chosen day
Fuck them old written books, they don't apply to me
I die all the time, what the fuck is there to read
When I puff this gas, I swear I can't even breath
Bitch I flow through life like, I can't even see
Fly like butterfly, sting like bee
Fly like butterfly, sting like bee
Fly like butterfly, sting like bee
Fly like butterfly, sting like bee
Fly like butterfly, sting like bee
Fly like butterfly, sting like bee
Fly like butterfly, sting like bee
Who the fuck is on me level uh uh nobody
Who the fuck can step to me uh uh nobody
Got so many enemies, that don't want me to flaunt it
But that don't mean shit to me, I plotted and I conquered
Opinions ain't shit if you hate, you must be bothered
You cant tell me shit, I'm the mother and the father
I knew since a jit, I had gifts I had to offer
Little ol Tara looking great in the yonder
Fly like butterfly, sting like bee
Fly like butterfly, sting like bee
Fly like butterfly, sting like bee
Fly like butterfly, sting like bee
Fly like butterfly, sting like bee
Fly like butterfly, sting like bee
Fly like butterfly, sting like bee
Fly like butterfly, sting like bee
Fly like butterfly, sting like bee
Fly like butterfly, sting like bee
Fly like butterfly, sting like bee
Fly like butterfly, sting like bee
Fly like butterfly, sting like bee
Speakers on base, piercings in my face
Bitch I don't give a fuck, I know you wanna taste
I don't gotta chase and I don't gotta wait
Bitch I get what I want on any chosen day
Fuck them old written books, they don't apply to me
I die all the time, what the fuck is there to read
When I puff this gas, I swear I can't even breath
Bitch I flow through life like, I can't even see
Fly like butterfly, sting like bee
Fly like butterfly, sting like bee
Fly like butterfly, sting like bee
Fly like butterfly, sting like bee
Fly like butterfly, sting like bee
Fly like butterfly, sting like bee
Fly like butterfly, sting like bee
Who the fuck is on me level uh uh nobody
Who the fuck can step to me uh uh nobody
Got so many enemies, that don't want me to flaunt it
But that don't mean shit to me, I plotted and I conquered
Opinions ain't shit if you hate, you must be bothered
You cant tell me shit, I'm the mother and the father
I knew since a jit, I had gifts I had to offer
Little ol Tara looking great in the yonder
Fly like butterfly, sting like bee
Fly like butterfly, sting like bee
Fly like butterfly, sting like bee
Fly like butterfly, sting like bee
Fly like butterfly, sting like bee
Fly like butterfly, sting like bee
Fly like butterfly, sting like bee
Credits
Writer(s): Tashara Collins
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