Fly Shit 3
Today i woke up, Said fuck it wash the whip
Clean the inside too, Get rid of evidence
Cause last night on my windshield she left her toe prints
I think that's detailed enough for you niggas to get
Keep her to myself, She hate that i don't show her off
But ain't no love these days, She can up and leave tomorrow
Vice versa, That's why I play my part, And keep real niggas in my circle
Oh you ain't know this fly shit universal
It's a cold world my nigga, Better focus on your route
Watch who celebrate with whenever you touch down
It's going to be alot of haters, When you build from the ground
Earth tone fashion, Still don't play about the passion
Keep it real with you niggas, Aint no need for me to ration
I'm just too much to fathom, Popping out like what's happening
Leave the competition flattened, When I drop to make em madder
I ain't on nothing but this fly shit
Finna level up watch the progress
Sticking to my wave like a loch ness
Gotta a couple niggas mad they don't like this
I'm just trying to ball forever, Ima be standing tall forever
Money on my mind anything i do fly
Calmer than most, This fly shit is everyday
Not just when I post
Don't celebrate all of my wins, But still rosè to toast
I can't be slipping, Use protection when they want me to poke
Pretty woman my addiction
Man I can't tell 'em no
I'm Out here winging on a limb, ten toes down with hope
Only motivation I need is seeing myself go broke
So from now on I'm straight forward anytime I approach
They always telling me that money is the root of all evil
Yea that's cool ima chase it and position all my people
Cuz that mula make the world spin
Melanated on the skin
Smoother than a shot gin
My trust list is very thin
Going with the flow of wind, Elegance when I spit
Niggas say I'm weird, But call every friend they got twin
Two thousand one, eleven, six, Been a beast ever since
Watching me, They all binge anytime I drop shit
Never post the profit, Floating when behind tint
Essentials on the sweats
Got something pretty staring at my print
Gin and tonic with the mint
Put me in my element
Unreachable until convinced
These niggas fw the kid
I ain't on nothing but this fly shit
Finna level up watch the progress
Sticking to my wave like a loch ness
Gotta a couple niggas mad they don't like this
I'm just trying to ball forever, Ima be standing tall forever
Money on my mind anything I do fly
Clean the inside too, Get rid of evidence
Cause last night on my windshield she left her toe prints
I think that's detailed enough for you niggas to get
Keep her to myself, She hate that i don't show her off
But ain't no love these days, She can up and leave tomorrow
Vice versa, That's why I play my part, And keep real niggas in my circle
Oh you ain't know this fly shit universal
It's a cold world my nigga, Better focus on your route
Watch who celebrate with whenever you touch down
It's going to be alot of haters, When you build from the ground
Earth tone fashion, Still don't play about the passion
Keep it real with you niggas, Aint no need for me to ration
I'm just too much to fathom, Popping out like what's happening
Leave the competition flattened, When I drop to make em madder
I ain't on nothing but this fly shit
Finna level up watch the progress
Sticking to my wave like a loch ness
Gotta a couple niggas mad they don't like this
I'm just trying to ball forever, Ima be standing tall forever
Money on my mind anything i do fly
Calmer than most, This fly shit is everyday
Not just when I post
Don't celebrate all of my wins, But still rosè to toast
I can't be slipping, Use protection when they want me to poke
Pretty woman my addiction
Man I can't tell 'em no
I'm Out here winging on a limb, ten toes down with hope
Only motivation I need is seeing myself go broke
So from now on I'm straight forward anytime I approach
They always telling me that money is the root of all evil
Yea that's cool ima chase it and position all my people
Cuz that mula make the world spin
Melanated on the skin
Smoother than a shot gin
My trust list is very thin
Going with the flow of wind, Elegance when I spit
Niggas say I'm weird, But call every friend they got twin
Two thousand one, eleven, six, Been a beast ever since
Watching me, They all binge anytime I drop shit
Never post the profit, Floating when behind tint
Essentials on the sweats
Got something pretty staring at my print
Gin and tonic with the mint
Put me in my element
Unreachable until convinced
These niggas fw the kid
I ain't on nothing but this fly shit
Finna level up watch the progress
Sticking to my wave like a loch ness
Gotta a couple niggas mad they don't like this
I'm just trying to ball forever, Ima be standing tall forever
Money on my mind anything I do fly
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Writer(s): Trevon Black
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