Young Fly & Flashy Lyrics – Stacccs
Singer: Stacccs
Title: Young Fly & Flashy
Young fly and flashy they tryna keep up but they can’t even catch me(yea yea, and that new chain you got looked sick until it got batteried)
Back then we was runnin’ in stores and runnin out taxis (Yea yea, and we still got all of the whole all of the cattys)
He tryna sell me some woods but he tryna tax me, He lucky that one of my hoes told me that she paky (iraqi), Last night had me a full whip 3 hoes in the back seat, I guess that karma’s a b#tch cuz me i got batteried, Every time in the whip shе tryna get nasty catch me cruisin on your strip bumpin’ that Max B, They always ask mе “why you go to the max speed?”. And i be on the block you could probly catch me with a max b, I ain’t really like this beat but i figured imma go on it, my skill be like the old game the way there’s blow on it, my chain got the rocks me i could put a 4 on it, i hang on the block where you n*ggas would never go on it, i’m from the city of the blue jays back then you probly seen me with some blue rays, bout to hit {?} for the new pay, probly hit Brandon lee for some new J’s, She say she only speak francé but she know how to pronounce douce got my spot going up on a tuesday don’t make me turn your block into doomsday
Young fly and flashy they tryna keep up but they can’t even catch me(yea yea, and that new chain you got looked sick until it got batteried)
Back then we was runnin’ in stores and runnin out taxis (Yea yea, and we still got all of the whole all of the cattys)
I don’t f#ck wit n*ggas that i went to school wit cuz they cool wit n#gg#s that i ain’t even cool wit, And f#ck n*ggas that i used to cool wit cuz they talking down like they f#ckin wit the movement, I wonda what these n*ggas think they provin, i wonda who these n*ggas think they foolin, i had the b#tch foamin and droolin, i had that b#tch moanin and movin, shorty love my gold yea my cubin cuz when a n*gga re-up be goin for a Q-bin, My mom knows i know what i’m doin, so if you don’t then you n*ggas better tune in, i’m outside it don’t matter how hot it is, i never let you know what you think i prolly did, and it doesn’t matter what part it is i’ll whip up a hippopotamus, we on the go ain’t no stoppin it, You not my bro you jus talkin sh#t, bend ma flow out my esophagus, Let em know that we ain’t squashin it, She really want me that’s obvious, And beat you give me imma body it, Ya i perky pop but i don’t party b#tch, hennessy i’m chuggin on a lot of it. I’m just sayin, a young n*gga been about his money from the jump, “where you stayin?” that’s what my n*gga asked i told him that i be where it bumps, I be sprayin scent bottle cuz a n*gga stay wit the skunks, Free my cousins out the cold #ss place with the whack #ss food and the bunks
Young fly and flashy they tryna keep up but they can’t even catch me(yea yea, and that new chain you got looked sick until it got batteried)
Back then we was runnin’ in stores and runnin out taxis (Yea yea, and we still got all of the whole all of the cattys)
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