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letra de fly(feat.vlone japan) - fuckromani

[intro: f-ckromani]
oh yeah, yeah
yeah, yeah, oh yeah
yeah yeah yeah
oh yeah

[verse 1: f-ckromani]
and i’m real deal fly all the time and they sh-t
top floor b-tch and we smokin on sh-t
b-tch (???) like a fly lil b-tch
if you come around here then we stepping on sh-t
devil to high got the dope outta h-ll
fly high in the sky and b-tch i’m in h-ll
and i got my demon they coming from h-ll
and i got too much money i know you could tell
uh f-ck it i know you not real
[???]
i’m servin the packs it came in the mail
lil b-tch i got the racks i’m rich as h-ll
uh i had the dope i’m sippin on lеan
i pour me a 4 i pour me a squeeze
shе got real nice titties and i’m tryna squeeze
he get shot wit a choppa i bet he gon scream
i bet a lil n-gga get shot in his spleen
and i get to my money i get to that green
and he talking that sh-t but he do not know me
and my boy on the block and he sellin the beans
i get on the drugs and i turn to a fiend
and i got all these little b-tches on me
i got like 35 all in my jeans
and i get to the blue how i get to the green
[refrain: f-ckromani]
i don’t do this for you b-tch i do this for me
and i pull up and i got the choppas on me
and i bet that lil n-gga get shot in his spleen
i get to the blue how i get to that green
i don’t do this for you i do it for me

[verse 2: vlone j-pan]
i runnin the cash got the money on me
a lil n-gga hot like 100 degrees
smokin on thrax i’m in love with the trees
i roll up my opps smoke them in a pack
rick owen sneaks with vlone on my back
these n-ggas stay talkin i don’t like to chat
i get in my mood when i pop me a x
i got a new b-tch and that b-tch is ya ex
she run up on me cause she lovin my check
she loving them bands
k!ll you and your friend
they tryna f-ck wit j-pan
yeah
b-tches they know i’m the man
i love to sip on the red
don’t want that b-tch to the next
throwin my money i’m loving to flex huhh
i’m f-ckin your b-tch and we makin a movie
yeah i got a drake finna slide like it’s toosie
i’m smokin ya pack like a muf-ckin loosie
no i don’t want that hoe cause a lil n-gga choosy
i don’t do this for you i do it for me
i keep me that choppa it’s keepin the peace
i don’t need a stylist this fashion ain’t cheap
i hop in trackhawk that b-tch is a jeep
[outro: f-ckromani, vlone j-pan]
ooooooooooo(yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
and i’m real deal fly all the time and they sh-t(yeah)
and i run in this b-tch i’m smokin that nic(oh yeah)
and yes i got the choppa i bet he got hit(yeah, yeah, yeah)

- fuckromani

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