DJ 80 East

Aye

Uh

YGG shit

I be so fly up in the sky just like a parachute

Shit from 07, swear you never seen these pair of shoes

Collection crazy, back in the days, I remember I used to share

I done ran it up, now I'm

having so much shit I can't even wear

It's apparent who can dress and who can't

I don't follow no trends, I set my own

This YGG shit 1of1 won't catch me dead up in no Chrome

The fuck I look like in some BAPE

When she like how this Kaliimarii taste

Some fresh black jeans and the OVO 8's

Whenever I step inside the place

I be

(Fly)

Til I die, bury me inside of white linen

Black Carolina, Jordan 5s with the white in 'em

Not the ones y'all got I can promise you

Take a peek in my closet, you want more it cost a comma to

Step in it

Spent 20 on this denim

Not racks, that's 20 dollars only real dressers can step in 'em

Getting fresh ain't just no image It ain't on you, it gotta be in ya

When I go, them folks gon' know fasho

They always gon' remember

(I be fly)

Like an aeroplane

Gone off the Mary Jane

If I want some clothes I call Poe I don't know Vera Wang

My sweater came from across the country

It was a fair exchange

Fluorescent lights gone hit off every chain (bling)

Like a **** really be putting that shit together foreal

You **** just be throwing labels together and shit

Looking tacky as hell

I be so fly up in the sky just like a parachute

Shit from 06, I swear you never seen these pair of shoes

Collection crazy, I remember back in the days I used to share

Ran it up, now I'm having so much shit in the closet I can't even wear

It's apparent who been getting to this cake dawg

This pape dawg

Nobody does it better than me

Nate Dogg

I be fly where my cape y'all

Just late sauce

Do this shit like it's my day job

No days off

Like an insect I leave a hoe bug eyed

Mesmerized and tongue tied

She'll blow a **** back like some gunfire

Two G's after one Y

Two P's in a Hyundai

I Get it where it need to go and then I let them hoes (brrrr)

Know that it's a problem if I gotta go

Inside my closet I catch an attempted every time I put it on

Anti-climatic every time I hear your song

Shit full of cap like my hat collection, I'm right over your

Like a pair of clippers

Or a pair of scissors

Wardrobe pulling tens, I used to share my sixes

Ain't even had no fins was swimming with them fishes

Out amongst the sharks

Boy, you just a carp

Kaliimarii spilling off me like a **** barfed

How the fuck my neck light up like this up in the dark?

Yellow gold look like Bart

This a work of art

Spend it if you got it, but be smart

Don't go broke to start

Cookies out the jar, I'm loving how this new shit break apart

Lick it, close then

*spark*

Yeah

Fuck having drip, a **** drenched I'm very rarely parched You looking for me, check up in the stars

And I'll be right there

I'll be right there

Hahaha