(Intro) We gon get to it By any means Lil boy like
(Hook) I be on some fly nigga when I step out Fuck what yall talkin I be on some rich shit when I step out Fuck what yall talkin Fuck yall talkin bout Fuck what yall bout Fuck yall talkin bout I be on some fly nigga shit steppin out I be on that fly nigga shit steppin out Fuck what yall bout
(Verse) Quarter for the car, quarter mill on the ah Black double R, back the off ah Drop here, cut yo off, Hard top no Wet pussy turn me on, money keep me King shit, Versace towels, I grindin off Marble floors, you dusty niggas couldn't on Jesus walked on waters so I'mma walk on Private jets but gets, homey fuck with All this half of mill, week of august I ain't even shows, I'm just workin on the album 40 the fisha, I just my mama's Visa You in the club, neck to neck, you niggas Beavis She me Butthead, getting brain like a genius I got that shit, that 80's chrome Alpinas White Beemer, my son gon inherit this You niggas gumball drops on the bottom of my
(Hook) I be on some fly nigga when I step out Fuck what yall bout I be on some rich nigga when I step out Fuck what talkin bout Fuck yall talkin bout Fuck what yall bout Fuck what yall bout I be on some fly rich nigga steppin out I be on that fly nigga shit steppin out Fuck what yall bout
(Verse) Young nigga, we Gang Came up from that rich Picture me rollin down Black double R yo bitch mane With top off and that drop hit Pull up on em, drop dead Niggas talkin bird shit When them birds came they was dead And I was out with that work From the 15 to the My meanin they murk We have them squeezed like dirt When it to them dollars nigga why bother? These don't want no problems 'Cause I kill all dead, put a price on yo head Get yo knocked out it woo I be on fly shit, M O B, that mob shit Born talkin, fire shit 15 for that raw shit That ain't yall, that's my You clocked out, I in We young niggas, we We shinin like
(Hook) I be on some fly nigga when I step out Fuck what yall bout I be on some rich nigga shit when I out Fuck what talkin bout Fuck what talkin bout Fuck what yall talkin Fuck yall talkin bout I be on some fly rich nigga steppin out I be on that fly rich shit steppin out Fuck what yall talkin
(Verse) Nigga pop 5 bands give me 10 mo I'm in the club, got weed to these bitches like hit this shit Yo ass outside I talk bout get me in Should've known I was a fool when I moved, when I pulled up in that Told ya I was a gangsta and something a pimp Don't say I dollar flow Got a lot of dough, brand new VIP for like me a motherfucker would touch that rope Rappers, hustlers, dealers, Thug, goons, bees, Money, cars, jewels, Jet, cribs, fillers Say that Hold up, right And you flyin since way back when right! I am rich We play there Runnin up the trade like a man They know him Tryna shine they come around stars like us, they do the dance got yo game tight, ain't got yo swag up Same old The 2 live 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 money in the air I'm sick of this shit
(Hook) I be on fly nigga shit when I step out Fuck what yall bout I be on rich nigga shit when I step out what yall talkin bout Fuck what talkin bout Fuck yall talkin bout Fuck what yall talkin I be on some fly rich nigga shit out I be on that fly nigga shit steppin out Fuck yall talkin bout