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lirik lagu fly – $not

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[intro]
m*m*money productions (money productions)
what we doin’?
yeah (got me different rollies), yeah
ayy, yeah (i got me different rollies on some type sh*t), yeah
let’s go

[verse]
i got me different rollies and i still can’t tell the time, b*tch (hold on)
took my flow, give it back ’cause it’s my sh*t
put my hands on and i’ll put it on a dyk* b*tch (huh)
put the gun down, hands up, come and fight, b*tch (haha)
really wanna f*ck, but i’m chillin’ on some type sh*t (that’s right)
i don’t wanna hang, i gotta get it on some type sh*t (wow)
[?] ass, hatin’ on some type sh*t
walk around town chasin’ clout on some snake sh*t
walk around town talkin’ down on some g*y sh*t
won’t say it face to face sh*t, grown man sh*t (huh)
i’m a dog, i’m a hound, i’ma get rich (huh)
and i don’t wanna talk unless a got a [?]
my brody, i admit, p*ssy on the field (p*ssy)
i’m tryna love a b*tch, but i don’t really feel (p*ssy)
them sign a deal for some chains and a mill (haha)
f*ck a h*llcat, this a big body benz’ (benz’)
i’m shootin’ out the trap in my big body benz’ (benz’)
i just wanna f*ck, i dont wanna be your friend (no)
and i just wanna f*ck, i don’t care you got a man (no)
my [boots?] on the [?] and them jeans on the go
[?] cover bad b*tch, kick ’em out the door (door)
these do the most, [?] like some f*ckin’ hoes (huh)
creepy ass, on some [?] sh*t (uggh)
i smoke the blunt, fill the room up like a mist (ha)
i just want some head, p*ssy smell like a fish (ha)
a thousand for the belt just to match the f*ckin’ fit (ha)
i’m a fly ass, i don’t care about a drip (no)
i’ll show you how i get it, i don’t care, i don’t trip (huh)
i’m four pockets full, b*tch, i’m lil baby (four pockets)
i got a hood b*tch and she lil’ crazy (lil’ crazy)
i’m a real, i don’t know too many (know too many)
my jeans from j*pan, issey miyake (miyake)
i’m hangin’ off the h*lly’ with a lil’ uzi (huh, b*tch)
i’m crashin’ out the whip, call me james bond (crash)
she ridin’ on my d*ck ’cause she love my songs
i’m a saucy ass, show ’em how to swindle (swindle)
i’m a real ass boy, keep it real simple (simple)
i pull up in a [yoda?], f*ck a rental whip (huh)
[?] you don’t know i got the [?] (huh)
i feel like bruce wayne, all black in this b*tch (bruce)
i feel like bruce wayne with a batman whip (brr)
i want a smart b*tch, but it sound like a myth (huh)
i’ll beat a down with my own d*mn fists (down)
i just want some head, i don’t want to f*ckin’ kiss (no)
[outro]
haha, yeah

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