Too Fly
So long
I ain't felt like this in so long
Oh no
I just fell into your love once more
Imma shot caller
Swish swish Imma baller
Get lit with the squadron
Paid the cost how we boss up
Ey
You can miss me with the shade
It Ain't no mystery I'm paid
Flick of the wrist so elite
Run it that's Adidas on my feet
Bitch you know I'm game for the fuckshit
Cross you up shoving dunks in the bucket
They getting mad
Feets dangling above them
I'm too high MF
Too fly MF
I ain't coming down
That's a never
Thought you caught me slipping but I'm clever
Imma bout to pop out the roof of the coup
Better watch what a MF do
Better watch better thots better boobs
Look both ways before you cross me with the crew
Highest satellite
Einstein with the tools
Imma pro I got the proof
And you know I ain't no MF goof
Up in smoke went the blunt like poof
And I'm blunt with the stunt like ooughh
Bitch I'm coming for the crown like I busted a toof
So long
I ain't felt like this in so long
Oh no
I just fell into your love once more
Imma shot caller
Swish swish Imma baller
Get lit with the squadron
Paid the cost how we boss up
Ey
You can miss me with the shade
It Ain't no mystery I'm paid
Flick of the wrist so elite
Run it that's Adidas on my feet
Bitch you know I'm game for the fuckshit
Cross you up shoving dunks in the bucket
They getting mad
Feets dangling above them
I'm too high MF
Too fly MF
And I took your wife
Made her mine for the night
Just another day in the life
Of a boss
She tryna seduce me in the booth
Cuz she know that I produce
That's why every bass
Boom
Fuck that middle man
He got outsourced
It's Butch Man baby
Oh of course
And I always keep it running on the course
I throw a couple more of them horses in my Porsche
And the tires scorch
Burn so much tree it's like we burnt the fucking forest
And Smokey Bear's tryna extort us
Fuck that shit
So long
I ain't felt like this in so long
Oh no
I just fell into your love once more
Imma shot caller
Swish swish Imma baller
Get lit with the squadron
Paid the cost how we boss up
Ey
You can miss me with the shade
It Ain't no mystery I'm paid
Flick of the wrist so elite
Run it that's Adidas on my feet
Bitch you know I'm game for the fuckshit
Cross you up shoving dunks in the bucket
They getting mad
Feets dangling above them
I'm too high MF
Too fly MF
I ain't felt like this in so long
Oh no
I just fell into your love once more
Imma shot caller
Swish swish Imma baller
Get lit with the squadron
Paid the cost how we boss up
Ey
You can miss me with the shade
It Ain't no mystery I'm paid
Flick of the wrist so elite
Run it that's Adidas on my feet
Bitch you know I'm game for the fuckshit
Cross you up shoving dunks in the bucket
They getting mad
Feets dangling above them
I'm too high MF
Too fly MF
I ain't coming down
That's a never
Thought you caught me slipping but I'm clever
Imma bout to pop out the roof of the coup
Better watch what a MF do
Better watch better thots better boobs
Look both ways before you cross me with the crew
Highest satellite
Einstein with the tools
Imma pro I got the proof
And you know I ain't no MF goof
Up in smoke went the blunt like poof
And I'm blunt with the stunt like ooughh
Bitch I'm coming for the crown like I busted a toof
So long
I ain't felt like this in so long
Oh no
I just fell into your love once more
Imma shot caller
Swish swish Imma baller
Get lit with the squadron
Paid the cost how we boss up
Ey
You can miss me with the shade
It Ain't no mystery I'm paid
Flick of the wrist so elite
Run it that's Adidas on my feet
Bitch you know I'm game for the fuckshit
Cross you up shoving dunks in the bucket
They getting mad
Feets dangling above them
I'm too high MF
Too fly MF
And I took your wife
Made her mine for the night
Just another day in the life
Of a boss
She tryna seduce me in the booth
Cuz she know that I produce
That's why every bass
Boom
Fuck that middle man
He got outsourced
It's Butch Man baby
Oh of course
And I always keep it running on the course
I throw a couple more of them horses in my Porsche
And the tires scorch
Burn so much tree it's like we burnt the fucking forest
And Smokey Bear's tryna extort us
Fuck that shit
So long
I ain't felt like this in so long
Oh no
I just fell into your love once more
Imma shot caller
Swish swish Imma baller
Get lit with the squadron
Paid the cost how we boss up
Ey
You can miss me with the shade
It Ain't no mystery I'm paid
Flick of the wrist so elite
Run it that's Adidas on my feet
Bitch you know I'm game for the fuckshit
Cross you up shoving dunks in the bucket
They getting mad
Feets dangling above them
I'm too high MF
Too fly MF
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Writer(s): Jonathan Paulson
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