Lyrics

Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah,Uh Nahmir,Fly as Fuck,You know Im sayin,uh Why they wanna Fly(Day-Daytrip took it to ten,haaa) I'm fly like a spaceship(Ship) I hop out the back with two hoes(bitch) These niggas can't say shit(shit) Pull up with your bitch and she on go(skrt), ooh(skrt) I put the Lambo in sports mode(sport mode) Pull up with the racks pronto(yes!) I just cashed out on her truck load(truck load) She bad as fuck but I still don't trust hoes(ouuuuh) I'm fly like a spaceship I hop out the back with two hoes These niggas can't say shit Pull up with your bitch and she on go, ooh I put the Lambo in sports mode Pull up with the racks pronto I just cashed out on her truck load She bad as fuck but I still don't trust hoes I blocked her number, she calling I don't got no time for talking Drip cost a lot and I still bought it Blew a whole bag and I'm still ballin'(still ballin) These niggas throw ice on my neck(my neck) I put some more ice on my chain Reason my fingers know wedding rings Gimme 25 like Major Payne Ooh, I hop it the boom and get lit(get lit) These niggas they copping the drip I'm at the back of the back(back) Green and blue racks like the Cat in the Hat(hat) Pull out the lott swervin'(skrt) We make these niggas nervous(Neck) These are the purses that matches here We having racks, I'm telling ya(ya), ooh I'm fly like a spaceship I hop out the back with two hoes These niggas can't say shit Pull up with your bitch and she on go, ooh I put the Lambo in sports mode Pull up with the racks pronto I just cashed out on her truck load She bad as fuck but I still don't trust hoes I'm fly like a spaceship I hop out the back with two hoes These niggas can't say shit Pull up with your bitch and she on go, ooh I put the Lambo in sports mode Pull up with the racks pronto I just cashed out on her truck load She bad as fuck but I still don't trust hoes I had to get in my zone (zone) These bitches won't leave me alone (Bih) Smoking on gas too strong (yes) My bitch found out I got two phones (ooooh) Your bitch think she bad, need to relax (relax) She walking around with her screen cracked We having money, I speak facts (speaks fact) These Balenciagas, I don't want no AirMax (drip) Boy, who your jeweller? Slap him (Slap Him) He want a verse, I gotta tax him (tax) Get a ride for the curse (skrt) Her pussy was good so I bought her a Burger (burger) Gotta watch for these niggas, they hatin' (they hatin') All this ice like I'm rolling on skates (skate) She wanna fuck but it's too late She blow out a cat and I ate 'em on cake I'm fly like a spaceship I hop out the back with two hoes These niggas can't say shit Pull up with your bitch and she on go, ooh I put the Lambo in sports mode Pull up with the racks pronto I just cashed out on her truck load She bad as fuck but I still don't trust hoes I'm fly like a spaceship I hop out the back with two hoes These niggas can't say shit Pull up with your bitch and she on go, ooh I put the Lambo in sports mode Pull up with the racks pronto I just cashed out on her truck load She bad as fuck but I still don't trust hoes, oooh
Writer(s): Denzel Baptiste, David Biral, Jay Bradley Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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