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fly out - curren$y lyrics

[intro]
smokin’ on somethin’ afganish
got me sp*ce*high orbiting around a digable planets
a salvia trip took me through a wall into some mario land sh*t
good or bad, you gotta find ya perfect balance
pick ya poison, but don’t be surprised when it got ya feelin’ damaged
life is a b*tch, but i’ll be d*mned if i don’t get her to buy me a lamborg—
fly out, fly out, fly out
fly out, fly out, fly out
fly out, fly out, fly out
we fly out, fly out, yeah
(fly out, fly out, fly out)
(fly out, fly out, fly out) rest in peace to soulja slim
(fly out, fly out, fly out)
(fly out, fly out, fly out) you know i keep that in my music
(fly out, i’m gon’ get it)
(fly out, i’m comin’ back with it)
(fly out, with two cold*blooded b*tches)
(y’all can smoke on my plane, long as y’all let the pilot hit it)
yeah

[verse 1]
spitta ship all smooth sail, you just a beached whale
vultures’ll be here in minute
circling over ya body, thеy can sense that ya finished
lyrically simplе, you all are just some little n*ggas
i stiff arm, keep you at bay, and ya missin’ when ya swingin’
amuse mention*music*ass, please keep doin’ it
jets n*gga, the freon flow, whatever i do
i gotta put the cool in it, smokin’ on somethin’ afganish
got me sp*ce high orbiting digable planets
and then a salvia trip took me through a wall
into some mario land sh*t, good and bad
you gotta find ya perfect balance, pick ya poison
but don’t be surprised if it got ya feelin’ damaged
life’s a b*tch, but i would be godd*mned if the ho don’t buy me—
a lamborghini, or hundred foot boat so i can float
and take in the scenery, and on that, me, you can quote
[chorus]
fly out, fly out, fly out
we fly out, we fly out, fly out
we fly out, fly out, fly out
we fly out, we fly out, fly out
fly out, i’m gon’ get it
fly out, i’m comin’ back with it
fly out, with two cold*blooded b*tches
y’all can smoke on my plane, long as y’all let the pilot hit it

[verse 2]
i’m ridin’ to the great soulja slim
with a b*tch in my car, who last week you might have seen my homeboy with
we don’t give a f*ck about her, man, they all flip
get high and f*ck, free love, modern day hippy sh*t
i really love this sh*t, let them girls witness it
they yap about it to they partners, and their friends get hit
i rap about it, they hear it, but see they don’t trip
’cause they know that i’m a g, they know what’s up with c
they know what they signed up for when they leave the club with me
grape juice, champagne, hash, and weed bowls
spitta lace you with the game and the cheat codes
beast master, seven levels past beast*mode
and i was there a couple years ago, believe me, bro
advanced my flow, so enhanced
sh*t her pants at a glance, spitta, gimme one more chance
i smashed out bumpin’ max b flashdance
[chorus]
fly out, fly out, fly out
we fly out, we fly out, fly out
we fly out, fly out, fly out
we fly out, we fly out, fly out
fly out, i’m gon’ get it
fly out, i’m comin’ back with it
fly out, with two cold*blooded b*tches
y’all can smoke on my plane, long as y’all let the pilot hit it

- curreny lyrics

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