Fly Billy
Hey
You better fly billy
I might shut off all the lights and hit the spot den we
Don't try to catch me at the light cuz' bitch I'm not biggie
And ya'll never call me out cuz' bitch I'm out livin'
And how I pull off at the light they think that I'm renting
And some niggas done got popped they wonder if I did it
And I done spinned so many opps and I am not kidding
And my bitch calling my keep asking why billy
I ain't mean to break your heart but bitch that's our business
Them niggas talking' all that raw them niggas got finished
You keep on talking' bout that Gwala bitch I got plenty
Hey lil bitch I got plenty
It's time to go to bed
Said I hit your block up in a car bitch I was on a sled
Make that nigga move up outta town cuz' I was on his head
Went and threw the pistol in the crowd them crakes on my head
And I had a dream a 300 thousand it was on my bed
He ain't a killer he a coward nigga know he ran
Police tried to flick us outta town then you know we fled
Think I'm finna run a couple miles cuz' I was on the meds
How I'm finna put the pistol down my nigga gone and dead
How I'm finna put the pistol down my nigga gone and dead
Hey giving out shit bags and visits to the dentist
Hope you aint the type to start nothing cuz' im the type to finish
Snatch the top right off the bottle baby I don't like to sip it
Why your main hoe choosing I Ain'y been here for a min
When my brother feeling paranoid he clutching on his britches
Givem wings now he a fairy boy we Peter Pan the glizzy
Leavem shaking like a polaroid he need to learn his limit
Thinking twice cuz he a scary boy I got 30 of these bitches
At times I seem to let my ego get the best of me
Base back on the track you know it's murder first degree
Canteen on the drac'll tell a nigga take a drink
Wooden barrel on the kay the stock be folding underneath
No need to pop the trunk when I can pull it out the back
Will make a nigga hit the track he better hit another lap
Say you trapping but you ain't why do you find the need to cap
Tell'em free my nigga yank when all he did was bust'em back
You better fly billy
I might shut off all the lights and hit the spot den we
Don't try to catch me at the light cuz' bitch I'm not biggie
And ya'll never call me out cuz' bitch I'm out livin'
And how I pull off at the light they think that I'm renting
And some niggas done got popped they wonder if I did it
And I done spinned so many opps and I am not kidding
And my bitch calling my keep asking why billy
I ain't mean to break your heart but bitch that's our business
Them niggas talking' all that raw them niggas got finished
You keep on talking' bout that Gwala bitch I got plenty
Hey lil bitch I got plenty
It's time to go to bed
Said I hit your block up in a car bitch I was on a sled
Make that nigga move up outta town cuz' I was on his head
Went and threw the pistol in the crowd them crakes on my head
And I had a dream a 300 thousand it was on my bed
He ain't a killer he a coward nigga know he ran
Police tried to flick us outta town then you know we fled
Think I'm finna run a couple miles cuz' I was on the meds
How I'm finna put the pistol down my nigga gone and dead
How I'm finna put the pistol down my nigga gone and dead
Hey giving out shit bags and visits to the dentist
Hope you aint the type to start nothing cuz' im the type to finish
Snatch the top right off the bottle baby I don't like to sip it
Why your main hoe choosing I Ain'y been here for a min
When my brother feeling paranoid he clutching on his britches
Givem wings now he a fairy boy we Peter Pan the glizzy
Leavem shaking like a polaroid he need to learn his limit
Thinking twice cuz he a scary boy I got 30 of these bitches
At times I seem to let my ego get the best of me
Base back on the track you know it's murder first degree
Canteen on the drac'll tell a nigga take a drink
Wooden barrel on the kay the stock be folding underneath
No need to pop the trunk when I can pull it out the back
Will make a nigga hit the track he better hit another lap
Say you trapping but you ain't why do you find the need to cap
Tell'em free my nigga yank when all he did was bust'em back
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Writer(s): Jacari Davis, Robert Goynes Iii
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