FLY Lyrics – $NOT
Singer: $NOT
Title: FLY
M-m-money productions (money productions)
What we doin’?
Yeah (got me different rollies), yeah
Ayy, yeah (i got me different rollies on some type sh#t), yeah
Let’s go
I got me different rollies and i still can’t tell the time, b#tch (hold on)
Took my flow, give it back ’cause it’s my sh#t
Put my hands on and i’ll put it on a dyke b#tch (huh)
Put the gun down, hands up, come and fight, b#tch (haha)
Really wanna f#ck, but i’m chillin’ on some type sh#t (that’s right)
I don’t wanna hang, i gotta get it on some type sh#t (wow)
〈.?.〉 #ss, hatin’ on some type sh#t
Walk around town chasin’ clout on some snake sh#t
Walk around town talkin’ down on some gay sh#t
Won’t say it face to face sh#t, grown man sh#t (huh)
I’m a dog, i’m a hound, i’ma get rich (huh)
And i don’t wanna talk unless a got a 〈.?.〉
My brody, i admit, p#ss# on the field (p#ss#)
I’m tryna love a b#tch, but i don’t really feel (p#ss#)
Them sign a deal for some chains and a mill (haha)
f#ck a hellcat, this a big body benz’ (benz’)
I’m shootin’ out the trap in my big body benz’ (benz’)
I just wanna f#ck, i dont wanna be your friend (no)
And i just wanna f#ck, i don’t care you got a man (no)
My 〈boots?〉 on the 〈.?.〉 and them jeans on the go
〈.?.〉 cover bad b#tch, kick ’em out the door (door)
These do the most, 〈.?.〉 like some f#ckin’ hoes (huh)
Creepy #ss, on some 〈.?.〉 sh#t (uggh)
I smoke the blunt, fill the room up like a mist (ha)
I just want some head, p#ss# smell like a fish (ha)
A thousand for the belt just to match the f#ckin’ fit (ha)
I’m a fly #ss, i don’t care about a drip (no)
I’ll show you how i get it, i don’t care, i don’t trip (huh)
I’m four pockets full, b#tch, i’m lil baby (four pockets)
I got a hood b#tch and she lil’ crazy (lil’ crazy)
I’m a real, i don’t know too many (know too many)
My jeans from japan, issey miyake (miyake)
I’m hangin’ off the helly’ with a lil’ uzi (huh, b#tch)
I’m crashin’ out the whip, call me james bond (crash)
She ridin’ on my dick ’cause she love my songs
I’m a saucy #ss, show ’em how to swindle (swindle)
I’m a real #ss boy, keep it real simple (simple)
I pull up in a 〈yoda?〉, f#ck a rental whip (huh)
〈.?.〉 you don’t know i got the 〈.?.〉 (huh)
I feel like bruce wayne, all black in this b#tch (bruce)
I feel like bruce wayne with a batman whip (brr)
I want a smart b#tch, but it sound like a myth (huh)
I’ll beat a down with my own damn fists (down)
I just want some head, i don’t want to f#ckin’ kiss (no)
Haha, yeah
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