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fly sht

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  • 2023.05.05
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Yeah All my bitches pop fly shit My whole damn gang on fly shit Show her how to pop it, that's all I did All these niggas my sons but I ain't got no kids And all these bitches tryna come through and fuck me, it is what it is Talking 'bout fly shit, that all I'm kicking I get money, I'm about them digits Going James Bond, completing this mission Take white double cup and I kiss it I go blonde hair, Mary-Kate, I'm dripping Got bad bitches showing they titties I take a flight every other day in a brand new city, I'm going missing Fucked her once, now, I think I miss her Talking about money, nigga, I go get it Designer clothes, baby, I stay fitted I stay strapped, nigga, loading my pistol All the drugs been fucking up my system All these niggas some losers, baby, I'm a winner I'm a young nigga, I been boolin fucking all these niggas' sisters Really been tired and niggas, if I see another opp I'm tell my slime go get them All my diamonds, they stuck on froze and shawty tryna come suck my popsicle Okay, you cool but I'm sicker, I stay sippin' drink 'cause them Perks make me sicker I put a red dot all on his head, no sticker And we got run down, it's a stick up All my bitches pop fly shit My whole damn gang on fly shit Show her how to pop it, that's all I did All these niggas my sons but I ain't got no kids And all these bitches tryna come through and fuck me, it is what it is Talking 'bout fly shit, that all I'm kicking I get money, I'm about them digits Going James Bond, completing this mission Take white double cup and I kiss it I go blonde hair, Mary-Kate, I'm dripping Got bad bitches showing they titties I take a flight every other day in a brand new city, I'm going missing Fucked her once, now, I think I miss her Talking about money, nigga, I go get it Cut the fake niggas out my pictures Bought my new bitch Balencis It's not Christmas, anything she want she can get 'Cause I get paid, lil' nigga, no, I'm not tricking My brand new Glock hold a fifty All these bitches in the way, I'm finna hit em And I keep a whole PT with me, yeah, I stay pouring up drank, I'm a real deal sipper Shawty kissing all on my face, she said she ain't ate all day, now she pulling my zipper I got some blue hundreds all on me, in my safe, lil' shawty, but I'm not cripping All these nigga keep on playing games, I'm deadass serious and that's the difference Shawty said don't wanna miss me, I tell her to take a picture and save that image All they do it hate, ion listen, I look in the mirror I'm still that nigga Still getting rich, and all my clothes cost way more than that nigga I'm talking about that whole nigga (Yeah) My clothes cost a whole bitch (Yeah) You walk in my closet, you see new designer and a whole bunch of old shit (Yeah) If you walk in my spots see a whole bunch of Glocks and whole bunch of old sticks (Yeah) These nigga tryna act like they knew me back then but these niggas don't know me (Yeah) And I keep a micro stick up under my arm of my coat, man All my bitches pop fly shit My whole damn gang on fly shit Show her how to pop it, that's all I did All these niggas my sons but I ain't got no kids And all these bitches tryna come through and fuck me, it is what it is Talking 'bout fly shit, that all I'm kicking I get money, I'm about them digits. Going James Bond, completing this mission Take white double cup and I kiss it I go blonde hair, Mary-Kate, I'm dripping Got bad bitches showing they titties I take a flight every other day, in a brand new city I'm going missing Fucked her once, now, I think I miss her

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