Supafly (feat. BiC Fizzle)

Bitch, I'm stupid fly I just switched the drip, threw on my Forces with a suit and tie Diamonds hit up chandelier, you playing you won't see tomorrow Moving like the mob, we driving fast inside these fancy cars Brick house, three-car garage, I'm living large, you should've seen a star 'Za got me stupid high, BiC Fizzle feeling super fly Wockesha in one liter got me floating, bitch, I'm on planet Mars No, we ain't far from the M's, them young niggas some shooting stars I got far from playing my cards right, young nigga super smart Solo in that two-door supafly, plus I'm the hero Juiced up feed my ego, yeah, you know I got that lingo I was out there, I was too broke Now I'm out there with the white folks Invest in so much real estate, can't see my bank get too low Remember praying for a come up, I was hustling for the bills Now I live that life, a different whip at every crib Invested in a truck, I get a check without the deal Real trap nigga, remember I was hustling out the crib Risk-taker, but you know that come with how I live I'm a bitch-taker, all I do is smile and she come here I been winning for some years, little nigga, let's just get it clear You can't catch this SRT, fuck around get left up in the rear Bitch, I'm stupid fly I just switched the drip, threw on my Forces with a suit and tie Diamonds hit up chandelier, you playing you won't see tomorrow Moving like the mob, we driving fast inside these fancy cars Brick house, three-car garage, I'm living large, you should've seen a star 'Za got me stupid high, BiC Fizzle feeling super fly Wockesha in one liter got me floating, bitch, I'm on planet Mars No, we ain't far from the M's, them young niggas some shooting stars I got far from playing my cards right, young nigga super smart Juiced up full of doe, I'm feeling good, so hide your hoe Drip from head to toe, attention when I hit the dough I don't do features if you ain't paying the fee That's some that you should know Did it fast, and fled the scene Say he got hit up by a ghost, poof Two-door, this a coupe, I ain't solo got your boo Bust her down can't get her off me This hoe stuck like super glue Straight to the top, I ain't need no wings, but you can say Big Fizzle flew 1K 4L this shit ain't new, been like that since middle school I'm a real nigga Come straight out that bottom, he a problem They can't deal with them Gossip like these hoes, these niggas bitches I can't deal with them Record label come, I need a mill', or I can't deal with them Keep that Tommy on me like I'm Hilfiger Bitch, I'm stupid fly I just switched the drip, threw on my Forces with a suit and tie Diamonds hit up chandelier, you playing you won't see tomorrow Moving like the mob, we driving fast inside these fancy cars Brick house, three-car garage, I'm living large, you should've seen a star 'Za got me stupid high, BiC Fizzle feeling super fly Wockesha in one liter got me floating, bitch, I'm on planet Mars No, we ain't far from the M's, them young niggas some shooting stars I got far from playing my cards right, young nigga super smart