Norf Face (feat. Huey Briss)

Yeah!

(Play on, playa, play on)

This some fly shit for the fly peoples out there

I mean...

If you ain't got your wings, young ****, then don't even listen to this

Seafood Sam, Huey Briss

Yeah!

Uh

Why lie, I'm as good as it gets

Finish your layups or you doing sprints

Act an ass when I'm chugging the fifth

Hendawg got me barking at your bitch so stay away from the fence

You **** wasn't built for this (Nah)

Who else steered shopping, still feel this rich

I got a meal to get for every mil' I split

Name dirty, two LC's make it legit

Only rocking Off-White with my Pro Club dirty

Say I'm pulling up but for sure won't hurt 'em (Sure won't hurt 'em)

Deals over breakfast, I'm in Soho early

Riding by myself like who gon' hurt me (Fuck gon' hurt me)

This money got me seeing shit different

I guess granny prayers really hittin’ (Really hittin’)

I'm at the top of the key, I was born with the vision

In the back of a throat, I'm informing the wisdom

Uh-uh… fly **** only

Uh-uh, Long Beach, we the coldest (Coldest)

Ask around, **** know, eh (Know, eh)

Ask around, ****'ll notice

Seafood, he the coldest (Seafood, he the coldest)

Shit for fly **** only (Shit for fly ****, lame)

Long Beach, we the coldest (For sure)

Yeah

I'm so Giacometti how I sculpt it

The flow is too deadly for the corporate

The woman with her throat cut told me I'm the dopest so I own it (Fuck it)

Rolling up, looking at the ocean

House match the boat, bro, you really gotta go in (Yeah)

Bitches get attached when they see that money flowing (Yeah)

She used to rich **** tricking off but I don't spend (Ha-ha)

New sweatpants (Yeah), waiting as my jet land

I'm just tryna get some gold Daytons like the next man

'64 SS Green with the arc (Arc)

And it sound like a demon when the keys make it start

Show cars on the street, putting miles on her feet

And it's no competition, we the flyest in the Beach (Flyest in the Beach)

The big dawgs vouch (Vouch), the bitches can't help it

The Slum in the Village and they all so Selfish

You ain't even gotta see it and you know it's me

Put this verse up for auction at the fucking Sotheby's, ****

Yeah

Seafood... and we do

Uh-uh, we do

They can't do what we do

They can't do what we do, they just copy people

They just copy people, and we just do what we do

They can't, uh...