(Intro) We gon get to it By any necessary Lil boy this
(Hook) I be on some fly nigga shit when I out Fuck what yall bout I be on some rich nigga shit I step out Fuck what yall bout Fuck yall talkin bout Fuck what yall bout Fuck yall talkin bout I be on some fly rich shit steppin out I be on that fly rich nigga 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, keep me hard shit, Versace towels, I ain't grindin off Marble floors, you dusty niggas walk on Jesus walked on waters so walk on tartars Private jets but gets, 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 just paid my mama's You in the club, weaving neck to neck, you niggas She give me Butthead, getting brain a genius I got that dope shit, that 80's chrome White Beemer, my son gon inherit flow You niggas gumball drops on the bottom of my
(Hook) I be on fly nigga shit when I step out Fuck yall talkin bout I be on some nigga shit when I step out Fuck what yall bout Fuck what yall bout Fuck what yall talkin Fuck yall talkin bout I be on some fly rich shit steppin out I be on that fly rich shit steppin out Fuck yall talkin bout
(Verse) nigga, we Rich Gang Came up from that rich Picture me rollin down Black double R yo bitch mane that top off and that drop hit Pull up on em, drop dead Niggas talkin bird shit When them birds came was knocked dead And I was out there that work From the 15 to the My meanin they murk We them clips squeezed like dirt When it to them dollars nigga why bother? These don't want no problems 'Cause I kill all yall dead, put a 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 that raw ain't yall, that's my bitch You out, I signed in We niggas, we grindin We like diamonds
(Hook) I be on fly nigga shit when I step out what yall talkin bout I be on some rich nigga when I step out Fuck what yall talkin Fuck what yall talkin Fuck what yall talkin Fuck what yall bout I be on some fly rich nigga shit out I be on that fly rich shit steppin out Fuck what talkin bout
(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 known I was a fool when I moved, when 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 niggas me Which a motherfucker would that rope Rappers, hustlers, dealers, Thug, goons, bees, Money, cars, jewels, Jet, cribs, condo Say then up, goddamn right And you flyin since way back when right! I am YMCM We play there Runnin up the trade a motherfuckin man They know him Tryna when they come around stars like us, they do the dance got yo game tight, ain't 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 sorry that yo 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 talkin I be on rich nigga shit when I step out Fuck what talkin bout Fuck yall talkin bout Fuck 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 what yall bout