(Intro) We gon get to it By any means Lil boy this
(Hook) I be on some fly nigga when I step out Fuck yall talkin bout I be on some rich nigga when I step out Fuck yall talkin bout what yall talkin bout Fuck what yall bout Fuck what yall bout I be on some fly rich shit steppin out I be on that fly nigga shit steppin out Fuck what talkin bout
(Verse) Quarter mill for the car, quarter on the ah double R, back the fuck off ah Drop here, cut yo off, Hard top no Wet pussy turn me on, keep me hard shit, Versace towels, I ain't grindin off Marble floors, you dusty couldn't walk on Jesus walked on waters so I'mma walk on Private but gets, homey fuck with ballers All half of mill, first week of august I ain't doin shows, I'm just workin on the album 40 the fisha, I just paid my mama's You in the club, neck to neck, you niggas Beavis She give me Butthead, getting like a genius I got that shit, that 80's chrome Alpinas White Beemer, my son gon inherit this You niggas gumball 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 Fuck yall talkin bout Fuck what yall talkin Fuck yall talkin bout Fuck what yall talkin I be on some fly rich shit steppin out I be on that fly rich nigga shit out what yall talkin bout
(Verse) Young nigga, we Gang Came up from that game me rollin down Viscay Black R with yo bitch mane With that top off and that hit Pull up on em, drop dead Niggas talkin that shit When them birds came was knocked dead And I was out there with that the 15 to the first My meanin they murk We have them clips squeezed dirt When it come to dollars nigga why bother? These niggas don't want no I kill all yall 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, deep shit 15 racks for raw shit That ain't yall, my bitch You clocked out, I in We young niggas, we We shinin like
(Hook) I be on some fly nigga shit when I out Fuck what yall bout I be on some rich nigga shit when I out what yall talkin bout Fuck what yall talkin Fuck what talkin bout Fuck what talkin bout I be on some fly nigga shit steppin out I be on that fly rich nigga shit out Fuck yall talkin bout
(Verse) pop 5 bands like give me 10 mo I'm in the club, got some weed to these bitches like hit shit Yo stupid ass I wanna talk get me in Should've known I was a fool when I moved, when I pulled up in that Told ya I was a and something like a pimp say I didn't Million dollar Got a lot of dough, new clothes VIP for like me Which a would touch that rope Rappers, hustlers, dealers, Thug, goons, bees, Money, cars, jewels, Jet, cribs, condo Say that Hold up, right And you been flyin way back when right! I am YMCM We play there up the trade like a motherfuckin man They that him Tryna shine when they come around stars us, they do the dance Ain't got yo game tight, 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 this So sorry that yo suck on my dick money in the air like I'm sick of this shit
(Hook) I be on some fly nigga shit when I out Fuck what yall talkin I be on some rich nigga shit I step out Fuck what yall bout Fuck yall talkin bout Fuck what yall bout Fuck what yall talkin I be on some fly rich shit steppin out I be on that fly rich shit steppin out Fuck what talkin bout