fly sht

Yeah

All my bitches pop fly shit

My whole damn gang on fly shit

Show her how to pop it, that's all I did

All these **** my sons but I ain't got no kids

And all these bitches tryna come through and fuck me, it is what it is

Talking 'bout fly shit, that all I'm kicking

I get money, I'm about them digits

Going James Bond, completing this mission

Take white double cup and I kiss it

I go blonde hair, Mary-Kate, I'm dripping

Got bad bitches showing they titties

I take a flight every other day in a brand new city, I'm going missing

Fucked her once, now, I think I miss her

Talking about money, ****, I go get it

Designer clothes, baby, I stay fitted

I stay strapped, ****, loading my pistol

All the drugs been fucking up my system

All these **** some losers, baby, I'm a winner

I'm a young ****, I been boolin fucking all these ****' sisters

Really been tired of these ****, if I see another opp, I'ma tell my slime, "Go get them"

All my diamonds, they stuck on froze and shawty tryna come suck my popsicle

Okay, you cool but I'm sicker, I stay sippin' drink 'cause them Perks make me sicker

I put a red dot all on his head, no sticker

And we gon' rob 'em, it's a stick up

All my bitches pop fly shit

My whole damn gang on fly shit

Show her how to pop it, that's all I did

All these **** my sons but I ain't got no kids

And all these bitches tryna come through and fuck me, it is what it is

Talking 'bout fly shit, that all I'm kicking

I get money, I'm about them digits

Going James Bond, completing this mission

Take white double cup and I kiss it

I go blonde hair, Mary-Kate, I'm dripping

Got bad bitches showing they titties

I take a flight every other day in a brand new city, I'm going missing

Fucked her once, now, I think I miss her

Talking about money, ****, I go get it

Cut the fake **** out my pictures

Bought my new bitch Balencis

It's not Christmas, anything she want she can get it

'Cause I get paid, lil' ****, no, I'm not tricking

My brand new Glock hold a fifty

All these bitches in my way, I'm finna hit 'em

And I keep a whole PT with me, yeah, I stay pouring up drank, I'm a real deal sipper

Shawty kissing all on my face, she said she ain't ate all day, now she pulling my zipper

I keep some blue hundreds all on me, in my safe, lil' shawty, but I'm not cripping

All these **** keep on playing games, I'm deadass serious and that's the difference

Shawty said she don't wanna miss me, I tell her to take a picture and save that image

All they do it hate, I'on listen, I look in the mirror, I'm still that ****

Still getting rich, and all my clothes cost way more than that **** (Yeah)

I'm talking about that whole **** (Yeah)

My clothes cost a whole bitch (Yeah)

You walk in my closet, you see new designer and a whole bunch of old shit (Yeah)

If you walk in my spots see a whole bunch of Glocks and whole bunch of old sticks (Yeah)

These **** tryna act like they knew me back then but these **** don't know me (Yeah)

And I keep a micro stick up under my arm of my coat, man

All my bitches pop fly shit

My whole damn gang on fly shit

Show her how to pop it, that's all I did

All these **** my sons but I ain't got no kids

And all these bitches tryna come through and fuck me, it is what it is

Talking 'bout fly shit, that all I'm kicking

I get money, I'm about them digits

Going James Bond, completing this mission

Take white double cup and I kiss it

I go blonde hair, Mary-Kate, I'm dripping

Got bad bitches showing they titties

I take a flight every other day, in a brand new city, I'm going missing

Fucked her once, now, I think I miss her