Fly

I fenna make like five grand before i go and just drop my hammer
I knew you was better than that lil hoe go up yo standards
I pour a four in my Fanta, I got three hoes like I'm Santa
She wanna get on my dick lil hoe she just don't understand it
I'm too sick to even care about any these hoes talking about pandemics

Huh yeah I got my foot on they neck, I got my foot on the gas
Boy you ain't popping them tags
Boy you ain't really got swag
Boy I just really got swag
Ima show y'all how to get swag
I'm the one doing it the best
I'm just gon put that swag on first before you ever see me wearing no vest
You act gang lil bro but I know you ain't really be dying for the set
I just gotta put like five mil up on the table for i ever take no damn disrespect
Aye speak on my name that's a crime
I be telling her stop crying
I be telling hoes stop trying
I be telling hoes stop hating on me cause they know i ain't even in my prime yet
I ain't gotta fake songs bout these other rappers that ain't even from the projects
I ain't gon lie i won't tell you that I from that, cause i ain't really from that

I get money everyday lil hoe just come and try it yeah just trust me
I got that glock on my side and I know that get ugly
I got some boys in my circle I wonder they trust me
How long these wheels gonna run before they getting rusty
Give me some time on my project lil hoe don't rush me
Yeah, cause I'm working on some hot
I got some boys around me that ain't afraid to let that shit go pop
I got some girls in my circle she touching the skillet she just so damn hot
I put a little bit up in my blunt, smoke this shit up i get high
I can't fold with these boys coming at me, send them to the sky
I'm so fly
I'm so fly yeah



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Writer(s): Thrax Prolific
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