(Intro) We gon get to it By any necessary Lil boy like
(Hook) I be on fly nigga shit when I step out Fuck yall talkin bout I be on some rich shit when I step out Fuck what talkin bout what yall 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 what yall talkin bout
(Verse) Quarter mill for the car, quarter on the ah Black double R, the fuck off ah Drop here, cut yo off, Hard top no Wet pussy turn me on, keep me hard King shit, Versace towels, I ain't off Marble floors, you dusty niggas walk on Jesus walked on waters so I'mma on tartars Private but gets, homey fuck with ballers All this half of mill, first of august I ain't doin shows, I'm just workin on the album 40 the fisha, I just paid my Visa You in the club, weaving neck to neck, you niggas She give me Butthead, getting like a genius I got that dope shit, 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 when I step out Fuck what yall talkin I be on some rich nigga when I step out Fuck what yall talkin Fuck what yall bout what yall talkin bout Fuck yall talkin bout I be on some fly rich nigga shit out I be on that fly rich shit steppin out what yall talkin bout
(Verse) Young nigga, we Rich up from that rich game Picture me rollin Viscay Black double R with yo bitch With that top off and that hit Pull up on em, they drop Niggas talkin that bird When them birds came they was knocked And I was out there with work From the 15 to the My clique they murk We have them clips squeezed dirt When it come to them dollars why bother? niggas don't want no problems 'Cause I kill all dead, put a price on yo head Get yo brain out it woo I be on that fly shit, M O B, that mob Born talkin, deep shit 15 for that raw shit That yall, that's my bitch You clocked out, I in We niggas, we grindin We like diamonds
(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 what yall talkin bout Fuck yall talkin bout Fuck yall talkin bout Fuck what yall talkin I be on some fly rich nigga steppin out I be on that fly rich nigga steppin out Fuck what yall talkin
(Verse) Nigga pop 5 bands give me 10 mo I'm in the club, got some weed to these bitches hit this shit Yo stupid ass I wanna talk 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 something like a Don't say I Million dollar Got a lot of dough, new clothes 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 been flyin since way back right! I am YMCM We play that Runnin up the trade like a man know that him Tryna shine when they come around stars us, they do the dance Ain't got yo tight, ain't got yo swag up old niggas The last 2 live when you sharp in go to the gym They lovin my clique, we up in this 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 some rich shit when I step out Fuck yall talkin bout Fuck what talkin bout Fuck what yall talkin Fuck what yall talkin I be on some fly rich nigga shit out I be on that fly rich shit steppin out Fuck what yall talkin