(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 nigga shit I step out Fuck what talkin bout Fuck what yall talkin Fuck what talkin bout what yall talkin bout I be on fly rich nigga shit steppin out I be on that fly rich nigga steppin out Fuck what yall talkin
(Verse) Quarter mill for the car, mill on the ah Black double R, back the off ah here, cut yo head off, Hard top no Wet pussy turn me on, money me hard shit, Versace towels, I ain't grindin off Marble floors, you dusty couldn't walk on Jesus walked on so I'mma walk on tartars jets but gets, homey fuck with ballers All this half of mill, first week of I ain't even doin shows, I'm just on the album 40 the fisha, I paid my mama's Visa You in the club, weaving neck to neck, you Beavis She give me Butthead, getting brain like a I got dope shit, that 80's chrome Alpinas Beemer, my son gon inherit this flow You niggas drops on the bottom of my souls
(Hook) I be on some fly nigga shit I step out Fuck what talkin bout I be on some rich nigga when I step out what yall talkin bout Fuck what yall talkin what yall talkin bout Fuck what yall bout I be on some fly rich nigga shit out I be on that fly nigga shit steppin out Fuck what yall talkin
(Verse) Young nigga, we Gang up from that rich game Picture me rollin down double R with yo bitch mane With that top off and that hit Pull up on em, drop dead Niggas talkin bird shit When them birds came was knocked dead And I was out with that work From the 15 to the My meanin they murk We have them clips squeezed like When it come to them nigga why bother? These don't want no problems 'Cause I all yall 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 raw shit That ain't yall, my bitch You clocked out, I in We niggas, we grindin We like diamonds
(Hook) I be on some fly nigga shit I step out Fuck what yall bout I be on some rich nigga shit I step out Fuck what yall talkin Fuck what talkin bout Fuck what talkin bout Fuck what talkin bout I be on some fly nigga shit steppin out I be on fly rich nigga shit steppin out Fuck what talkin bout
(Verse) Nigga pop 5 like give me 10 mo I'm in the club, got some weed to these bitches like hit this Yo ass outside I talk bout get me in Should've known I was a when I moved, when I pulled up in that Bentley ya I was a gangsta and something like a pimp Don't say I dollar flow Got a lot of dough, brand new VIP for like me Which a motherfucker would touch rope Rappers, hustlers, dealers, Thug, goons, bees, Money, cars, jewels, Jet, cribs, condo Say then Hold up, goddamn And you been flyin since way when right! I am rich We that there up the trade like a motherfuckin man They know him Tryna when they come around stars like us, they do the dance Ain't got yo game tight, got yo swag up Same old The last 2 live when you sharp in go to the gym They my clique, we up in this bitch So sorry that yo suck on my dick Throwin money in the air like I'm sick of shit
(Hook) I be on some fly nigga shit when I out Fuck what yall bout I be on some nigga shit when I step out what yall talkin bout Fuck what talkin bout Fuck what talkin bout what yall talkin bout I be on some fly nigga shit steppin out I be on that fly rich nigga shit out Fuck what yall talkin