Fly Shit Only
Fly shit only it's fly shit only we the only ones about it
I'm geeking on the perky, I ain't popping on the molly
Me and Devy in the spot, and we the only ones who got it
If you thinking otherwise, nigga, you could come and try me
I'm a hero, turned villain nigga you could never stop me
Ain't no hook for this beat, nigga, I ain't never stopping
Niggas better play it cool, there's a bad bitch watching
I can't fribble on the beat, nigga, do you hear?
I can't fribble on the beat, nigga, do you hear it knocking?
Like a lil' baby crib, nigga, we gon' leave him rockin
We ain't ducking no smoke, nigga, we can get it poppin
And these bullets so fast, nigga, you will get the
And these bullets so fast, nigga, you will get the
Running and duckin or sum
All of these hunnids, I'm thumbing or sum
When I back out the gun have him runnin or sum
Shit, might cop a rifle or sum
Uh' yea
Got the drop, now we kicking his doormat
Big gun, nigga, you better fall back
Yes, I'm a fat nigga running and all that
I don't need me a gun, I can beat him in combat
Watch out, shit about to get spooky
Who the fuck wanna die in they subis
Like, bitch on my dick you not holding my
Like, bitch on my dick you not holding my toolie
Deady, brains roll it in paper
Nigga crazy, he said see you later
Like, stupid, dumb nigga done did us a favor
He was feeling some way so he blew off his taper
You not jacking my sound, then you really a hater
On the East we the slimiest gators
Let that weigh on your back like a motherfucking
Let that weigh on your back like a motherfucking anchor
I'm geeking on the perky, I ain't popping on the molly
Me and Devy in the spot, and we the only ones who got it
If you thinking otherwise, nigga, you could come and try me
I'm a hero, turned villain nigga you could never stop me
Ain't no hook for this beat, nigga, I ain't never stopping
Niggas better play it cool, there's a bad bitch watching
I can't fribble on the beat, nigga, do you hear?
I can't fribble on the beat, nigga, do you hear it knocking?
Like a lil' baby crib, nigga, we gon' leave him rockin
We ain't ducking no smoke, nigga, we can get it poppin
And these bullets so fast, nigga, you will get the
And these bullets so fast, nigga, you will get the
Running and duckin or sum
All of these hunnids, I'm thumbing or sum
When I back out the gun have him runnin or sum
Shit, might cop a rifle or sum
Uh' yea
Got the drop, now we kicking his doormat
Big gun, nigga, you better fall back
Yes, I'm a fat nigga running and all that
I don't need me a gun, I can beat him in combat
Watch out, shit about to get spooky
Who the fuck wanna die in they subis
Like, bitch on my dick you not holding my
Like, bitch on my dick you not holding my toolie
Deady, brains roll it in paper
Nigga crazy, he said see you later
Like, stupid, dumb nigga done did us a favor
He was feeling some way so he blew off his taper
You not jacking my sound, then you really a hater
On the East we the slimiest gators
Let that weigh on your back like a motherfucking
Let that weigh on your back like a motherfucking anchor
Credits
Writer(s): Roemello J Lane
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