Supafly (feat. BiC Fizzle)

Bitch, I'm stupid fly

I just switched the drip, threw on my Forces with a suit and tie

Diamonds hit up chandelier, you playing you won't see tomorrow

Moving like the mob, we driving fast inside these fancy cars

Brick house, three-car garage, I'm living large, you should've seen a star

'Za got me stupid high, BiC Fizzle feeling super fly

Wockesha in one liter got me floating, bitch, I'm on planet Mars

No, we ain't far from the Ms, them young **** some shooting stars

I got far from playing my cards right, young **** super smart

Solo in that two-door supafly, plus I'm the hero

Juiced up feed my ego, yeah, you know I got that lingo

I was out there, I was too broke, now I'm out there with the white folks

Invest in so much real estate, can't see my bank get too low

Remember praying for a come-up, I was hustling for the bills

Now I live that life, a different whip at every crib

Invested in a truck, I get a check without the deal

Real trap ****, remember I was hustling out the crib

Risk-taker, but you know that come with how I live

I'm a bitch-taker, all I do is smile and she come here

I been winning for some years, little ****, let's just get it clear

You can't catch this SRT, fuck around get left up in the rear

Bitch, I'm stupid fly

I just switched the drip, threw on my Forces with a suit and tie

Diamonds hit up chandelier, you playing you won't see tomorrow

Moving like the mob, we driving fast inside these fancy cars

Brick house, three-car garage, I'm living large, you should've seen a star

'Za got me stupid high, BiC Fizzle feeling super fly

Wockesha in one liter got me floating, bitch, I'm on planet Mars

No, we ain't far from the Ms, them young **** some shooting stars

I got far from playing my cards right, young **** super smart

Juiced up full of doe, I'm feeling good, so hide your hoe

Drip from head to toe, attention when I hit the dough

I don't do features if you ain't paying the fee, that's some that you should know

Did it fast, and fled the scene, say he got hit up by a ghost, poof

Two-door, this a coupe, I ain't solo, got your boo

Bust her down, can't get her off me, this ho stuck like superglue

Straight to the top, I ain't need no wings, but you can say BiC Fizzle flew

1K 4L, this shit ain't new, been like that since middle school

I'm a real ****, come straight out that bottom, he a problem

They can't deal with them

Gossip like these hos, these **** bitches

I can't deal with them

Record label come, I need a mill', or I can't deal with them

Keep that Tommy on me like I'm Hilfiger

Bitch, I'm stupid fly

I just switched the drip, threw on my Forces with a suit and tie

Diamonds hit up chandelier, you playing you won't see tomorrow

Moving like the mob, we driving fast inside these fancy cars

Brick house, three-car garage, I'm living large, you should've seen a star

'Za got me stupid high, BiC Fizzle feeling super fly

Wockesha in one liter got me floating, bitch, I'm on planet Mars

No, we ain't far from the Ms, them young **** some shooting stars

I got far from playing my cards right, young **** super smart