Fly Away

I put on drip and I fly away
(I put on drip and I-)
Sleepin' on me but I'm wide awake
Fuck it get rich go buy the bank
Fuckin' on a bitch inside the wraith
Money on the floor go get the rake
Money on the table I don't need the bank
Bitches on the table, bad bitch: my fetish
I keep a cutter, I keep a machete
Keep gettin' cut up by the baguetties
Gotta stay true to the muhfuckin' death of me
That bitch be lyin', she cappin', she dead to me
So devilish, but the same time she was heaven sent
Some niggas havin' it, we really havin' it
I was in Beverly movin' the medicine
Oops, I shot him they callin' the medical
Ooh, do drive by inside of a Bentley coupe
Ooh, that shit gunna did I would never do
How you love me but I don't remember you?
I'm focused on gettin' residuals
I been focused on what all these Benji's do
Give a fuck 'bout what all of these bitches do

As soon as I call 'em my strikers around
The medicine makin me (uhh)
You get nervous when facin me, huh?
If she in my dream, wake me up
And I put my bitches in Maison Mihara
And I just love 50's and Benjamins (uh)

I rock Givenchy wit Vetements
My brodie a seal crackin' veteran
I probably ain't feel nothin' better than this
We all poppin' pills to feel better
My model face bih from Atlanta yea
I can still drip like the weatherman

I put on drip and I Fly Away
I put on drip—
I'm tryna rock out a vibe today
Tryna rock out a vibe
And I got a bitch that's gon rob the bank (Already on go)

I get a visit from Mars
Why all these new niggas around?
And I just need niggas to ride
But all you new niggas some opps
Still rock Evisu (yea)
And I'm off this g2 molly
And I dont think we too loud
We honestly needa get rowdy
She said I been too mean to her
She said I been too mean to her...



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Writer(s): Chris Wilson
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