(Intro) We gon get to it By any means Lil boy this
(Hook) I be on some fly nigga shit when I out Fuck what talkin bout I be on some nigga shit when I step out Fuck what yall talkin Fuck what yall bout Fuck yall talkin bout what yall talkin bout I be on some fly rich nigga steppin out I be on that fly rich nigga shit out Fuck what yall talkin
(Verse) Quarter mill for the car, mill on the ah double R, back the fuck off ah Drop here, cut yo off, Hard top no Wet turn me on, money keep me hard King shit, Versace towels, I ain't off floors, you dusty niggas couldn't walk on Jesus walked on waters so walk on tartars jets but gets, homey fuck with ballers All this half of mill, week of august I even doin shows, I'm just workin on the album 40 the fisha, I paid my mama's Visa You in the club, neck to neck, you niggas Beavis She give me Butthead, getting like a genius I got that dope shit, that 80's chrome Beemer, my son gon inherit this flow You niggas gumball drops on the bottom of my
(Hook) I be on some fly nigga shit when I out Fuck what yall talkin I be on some nigga shit when I step out Fuck what yall talkin Fuck yall talkin bout what yall talkin bout Fuck what talkin bout I be on some fly rich nigga steppin out I be on that fly rich nigga steppin out Fuck yall talkin bout
(Verse) Young nigga, we Rich Came up from rich game Picture me rollin down Black double R with yo bitch With that top off and drop hit Pull up on em, they drop Niggas talkin bird shit When them came they was knocked dead And I was out there that work From the 15 to the My clique meanin murk We have them clips squeezed like When it come to dollars nigga why bother? These niggas don't no problems 'Cause I kill all dead, put a price on yo head Get yo brain out it woo I be on that fly shit, M O B, that mob talkin, deep fire shit 15 racks for that raw That ain't yall, my bitch You out, I signed in We niggas, we grindin We like diamonds
(Hook) I be on some fly shit when I step out Fuck what yall talkin I be on some rich nigga shit when I out Fuck yall talkin bout Fuck what talkin bout what yall talkin bout Fuck yall talkin bout I be on some fly nigga shit steppin out I be on that fly rich nigga shit out Fuck what yall bout
(Verse) Nigga pop 5 like give me 10 mo I'm in the club, got some weed to these bitches like hit shit Yo stupid ass I wanna bout get me in Should've known I was a fool when I moved, I pulled up in that Bentley Told ya I was a gangsta and like a pimp say I didn't Million flow Got a lot of dough, brand new VIP for like me Which a motherfucker touch that rope Rappers, hustlers, dealers, Thug, goons, bees, Money, cars, jewels, Jet, cribs, condo Say then Hold up, goddamn And you been since way back when right! I am YMCM We play that Runnin up the trade a motherfuckin man know that him Tryna shine when they come around like us, they do the dance Ain't got yo game tight, got yo swag up Same old The last 2 when you think sharp in go to the gym They lovin my clique, we up in bitch So that yo girl suck on my dick Throwin in the air like I'm sick of this shit
(Hook) I be on some fly nigga shit when I out Fuck what talkin bout I be on some rich nigga shit I step out Fuck what yall talkin Fuck what yall bout Fuck what talkin bout Fuck what yall bout I be on some fly rich nigga shit out I be on that fly nigga shit steppin out what yall talkin bout