(Intro) We gon get to it By any means Lil boy like
(Hook) I be on some fly nigga shit I step out Fuck yall talkin bout I be on rich nigga shit when I step out Fuck yall talkin bout Fuck what yall talkin Fuck what yall talkin Fuck what talkin bout I be on some fly rich shit steppin out I be on fly rich nigga shit steppin out Fuck yall talkin bout
(Verse) mill for the car, quarter mill on the ah Black R, back 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 ain't off floors, you dusty niggas couldn't walk on Jesus walked on so I'mma walk on tartars Private jets but gets, homey fuck with 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 Visa You in the club, weaving neck to neck, you niggas She me Butthead, getting brain like a genius I got that shit, that 80's chrome Alpinas White Beemer, my son gon this flow You niggas gumball drops on the of my souls
(Hook) I be on some fly nigga shit when I out Fuck yall talkin bout I be on rich nigga shit when I step out Fuck what yall bout what yall talkin bout Fuck what yall bout Fuck what yall talkin I be on some fly rich nigga steppin out I be on that fly rich nigga steppin out Fuck yall talkin bout
(Verse) Young nigga, we Gang Came up from that rich Picture me rollin down Black double R with yo bitch With that top off and that hit Pull up on em, they drop Niggas that bird shit When birds came they was knocked dead And I was out with that work the 15 to the first My clique meanin they We have clips squeezed like dirt When it come to them dollars why bother? niggas don't want no problems 'Cause I kill all yall dead, put a price on yo Get yo brain out it woo I be on fly shit, M O B, that mob shit Born talkin, deep shit 15 racks for raw shit ain't yall, that's my bitch You out, I signed in We niggas, we grindin We shinin like
(Hook) I be on some fly nigga shit when I out Fuck what yall talkin I be on some nigga shit when I step out Fuck yall talkin bout what yall talkin bout Fuck yall talkin bout Fuck what yall bout I be on some fly nigga shit steppin out I be on that fly rich nigga shit out what yall talkin bout
(Verse) Nigga pop 5 bands give me 10 mo I'm in the club, got some weed to these bitches hit this shit Yo ass outside I talk bout get me in Should've known I was a fool when I moved, when I up in that Bentley Told ya I was a and something like a pimp Don't say I Million 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, fillers Say then up, goddamn right And you been flyin way back when right! I am rich We that there Runnin up the trade like a man They that him Tryna shine when they come around stars 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 my clique, we up in this bitch So sorry that yo girl suck on my Throwin in the air like I'm sick of this shit
(Hook) I be on fly nigga shit when I step out what yall talkin bout I be on some rich nigga shit I step out Fuck yall talkin bout Fuck yall talkin bout Fuck yall talkin bout what yall talkin bout I be on some fly rich nigga steppin out I be on that fly rich nigga steppin out Fuck what yall talkin