letra de the flyest - $not
[intro]
what we doin’, n-gga?
yeah
got me different rollie— hey
i got me different rollies on some type sh-t (let’s go)
[verse]
i got me different rollies and i still can’t tell the time, b-tch
n-gga took my flow, give it back ’cause that’s my sh-t
put my hands on n-ggas and i put it on a dyk- b-tch
put the gun down, hands up, come and fight, b-tch
really wanna f-ck, but i’m chillin’ on some type sh-t
i don’t wanna hang, i gotta get it on some type sh-t
brodie, i admit, n-ggas hatin’ on some type sh-t
walk around town, chasin’ clout on some snake sh-t
walk around town, talkin’ down on some g-y
won’t say it face to face, sh-t, grown-man sh-t
n-gga, i’m a dog, i’m a hound, i’ma get rich
and i don’t wanna talk unless a n-gga got a bill
my brodie, i admit, n-gga’s p-ssy on the field
i’m tryna love a b-tch, but i don’t really feel
them n-ggas signed a deal for some change and a meal
n-gga, f-ck a h-llcat, this a big-body benz
i’m shootin’ out the trunk in my big-body benz
i just wanna f-ck, i don’t wanna be your friend
and i just wanna f-ck, i don’t care you got a man
[?]
be the first to cuff a bad b-tch, kick ’em out the f-ckin’ door
these n-ggas do the most, actin’ like some f-ckin’ hoes
creepy ass n-ggas on some dwight howard sh-t
i smoke a blunt, fill the room up like a mist
i just want some head, p-ssy smell like a fish
a thousand for the belt, this’ll match a f-ckin’ fit
i’m a fly-ass n-gga, i don’t care about the trip
i’ll show you how i get it, i don’t care, i don’t trip
i’m four pockets full, b-tch, i’m lil baby
i got a hood b-tch and she lil’ crazy
i’m a real n-gga, i don’t know [?]
my jeans form j-pan, it’s immey siyake
i’m hangin’ off the heli’ with a lil’ uzi (huh, b-tch)
i’m crashin’ out the whip, call me james bond
she ridin’ on my d-ck ’cause she like my songs
i’m a saucy-ass n-gga, show her how i swindle
i’m a real-ass boy, keep it real simple
i’ll pull up in a yoda, n-gga, f-ck a rental whip
i’m dolo in the stolo, you know i got new bricks
i feel like bruce wayne, all black in this b-tch
i feel like bruce wayne with batman whip
i want a smart b-tch, but it sound like a myth
i’ll beat a n-gga down with my own d-mn fist
i just want some head, i don’t wanna f-ckin’ kiss
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