Fly Em' High

I don't know if you lot know

But my guy Tiggs is the man for the bangers, you know

How ya mean?

Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah (Right?) uh

Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah (Yeah yeah) uh

Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah, uh, yeah yeah

I remember nights in the bando

I remember nights in the trap (In the trap)

Stove and a Pyrex handle

They wanna know the price of the packs (A'ight)

Fly 'em, we fly 'em high (Ooh oh)

Fly 'em, we fly 'em high (Ooh oh)

Fly 'em, we fly 'em high (Ooh oh)

Fly 'em, we fly 'em high (Ooh oh)

Ah, whe-where I'm from, **** will sell ya mum crack

I just spent half a milli' on this re up, we ain't runnin' out of packs

Left jail, told all them **** I ain't comin' back

Then went straight to the kitchen, whipped up a hundred racks, uh

You ready for the tour? Prezzy, I was born ready

Bitch, I'm always high, every day's like 4/20

I'm just-

I'm just tryna get my money straight

On this M-way, weight on me like I'm running late, uh

I ain't boxing, but I'm Dillian Whyte

I ain't replying to these clowns online, but it's still on-sight

These **** probably rolling 'round with nanks

This shit I got could go through a tank, uh

That's my gun, not an erection

And if I pull it out, you'll be running like an election

Whoever said Nines ain't a shooter?

Don't let me pull up, Show N Prove, like my producer

Uh, yeah yeah

I remember nights in the bando

I remember nights in the trap (In the trap)

Stove and a Pyrex handle

They wanna know the price of the packs (A'ight)

Fly 'em, we fly 'em high (Ooh oh)

Fly 'em, we fly 'em high (Ooh oh)

Fly 'em, we fly 'em high (Ooh oh)

Fly 'em, we fly 'em high (Ooh oh)

Chale

Runnin' from the squalay

Shatta like Wale

Shooter like ballet

Sorry, I'm in vale

Shorty poppin' pills

Oh that's your girl?

Bredda, that's a L (That's a big L)

Told ya we've got smoke for your homies

Gyally wan' get high, so we roll it

Then I beat the pussy till it's soakin'

Shorty wan me wife, must be jokin'

Hmmm, the nani (The nani)

I'm a ghetto yout and I love the nani (The nani)

How many times did I pass it to my dargie (To my dargie)

'Cause he gave me food when I was starvin'

I remember nights in the bando

I remember nights in the trap (In the trap)

Stove and a Pyrex handle

They wanna know the price of the packs (A'ight)

Fly 'em, we fly 'em high (Ooh oh)

Fly 'em, we fly 'em high (Ooh oh)

Fly 'em, we fly 'em high (Ooh oh)

Fly 'em, we fly 'em high (Ooh oh)

(How you mean?)

Bummy ****, fuck away from me

Ugly ****, fuck away from me

Pussy ****, fuck away from me

I know you not getting no money