Luyện nghe bài hát Fly Rich

(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 shit when I step out
Fuck yall talkin bout
Fuck what yall talkin
what yall talkin bout
Fuck what talkin bout
I be on fly rich nigga shit steppin out
I be on that fly rich nigga shit out
what yall talkin bout

(Verse)
Quarter mill for the car, mill on the ah
Black double R, the fuck off ah
here, cut yo head off,
Hard top no
Wet pussy turn me on, money me hard
King shit, Versace towels, I grindin off
floors, you dusty niggas couldn't walk on
Jesus walked on so I'mma walk on tartars
Private jets but gets, fuck with ballers
All this 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, weaving to neck, you niggas Beavis
She give me Butthead, brain like a genius
I got dope shit, that 80's chrome Alpinas
White Beemer, my son gon 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 rich shit when I step out
what yall talkin bout
Fuck what talkin bout
what yall talkin bout
Fuck what talkin bout
I be on some fly rich nigga shit out
I be on that fly rich nigga steppin out
Fuck what talkin bout

(Verse)
Young nigga, we Gang
up from that rich game
Picture me rollin Viscay
Black double R yo bitch mane
With top off and that drop hit
up on em, they drop dead
Niggas talkin that bird
When them birds came they was dead
And I was out there with that
From the 15 to the
My meanin they murk
We have them clips squeezed like
When it come to 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 that fly shit, M O B, that mob
talkin, deep fire shit
15 racks for that raw
ain't yall, that's my bitch
You clocked out, I in
We young niggas, we
We shinin like

(Hook)
I be on some fly nigga shit I step out
Fuck what talkin bout
I be on some rich shit when I step out
what yall talkin bout
Fuck what talkin bout
Fuck what talkin bout
Fuck yall talkin bout
I be on some fly rich shit steppin out
I be on that fly rich nigga steppin out
Fuck yall talkin bout

(Verse)
pop 5 bands like 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 I was a fool when I moved, when I pulled up in that Bentley
ya I was a gangsta and something like a pimp
Don't say I
Million dollar
Got a lot of dough, brand new
VIP for like me
Which a motherfucker would that 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 YMCM
We play that
Runnin up the trade a motherfuckin man
They know him
Tryna shine when they come around stars like us, do the dance
Ain't got yo tight, ain't got yo swag up
Same old
The last 2 live you think sharp in
go to the gym
They lovin my clique, we up in this
So sorry that yo girl 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
what yall talkin bout
I be on some rich nigga shit when I out
Fuck what yall talkin
Fuck what talkin bout
Fuck yall talkin bout
Fuck what yall bout
I be on some fly rich nigga steppin out
I be on that fly rich nigga steppin out
Fuck what talkin bout