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(Intro)
We gon get to it nigga
By any means necessary
Lil boy like this
(Hook)
I be on some fly nigga shit when I step out
Fuck what yall talkin bout
I be on some rich nigga shit when I step out
Fuck what yall talkin bout
Fuck what yall talkin bout
Fuck what yall talkin bout
Fuck what yall talkin bout
I be on some fly rich nigga shit steppin out
I be on that fly rich nigga shit steppin out
Fuck what yall talkin bout
(Verse)
Quarter mill for the car, quarter mill on the ah
Black double R, back the fuck off ah
Drop here, cut yo head off,
Hard top no soft
Wet pussy turn me on, money keep me hard
King shit, Versace towels, I ain’t grindin off
Marble floors, you dusty niggas couldn’t walk on
Jesus walked on waters so I’mma walk on tartars
Private jets but gets, homey fuck with ballers
All this half of mill, first week of august
I ain’t even doin shows, I’m just workin on the album
40 the fisha, I just paid my mama’s Visa
You in the club, weaving neck to neck, you niggas Beavis
She give me Butthead, getting brain like a genius
I got that dope shit, that 80’s chrome Alpinas
White Beemer, my son gon inherit this flow
You niggas gumball drops on the bottom of my souls
(Hook)
I be on some fly nigga shit when I step out
Fuck what yall talkin bout
I be on some rich nigga shit when I step out
Fuck what yall talkin bout
Fuck what yall talkin bout
Fuck what yall talkin bout
Fuck what yall talkin bout
I be on some fly rich nigga shit steppin out
I be on that fly rich nigga shit steppin out
Fuck what yall talkin bout
(Verse)
Young nigga, we Rich Gang
Came up from that rich game
Picture me rollin down Viscay
Black double R with yo bitch mane
With that top off and that drop hit
Pull up on em, they drop dead
Niggas talkin that bird shit
When them birds came they was knocked dead
And I was out there with that work
From the 15 to the first
My clique meanin they murk
We have them clips squeezed like dirt
When it come to them dollars nigga why bother?
These niggas don’t want no problems
‘Cause I kill all yall dead, put a price on yo head
Get yo brain knocked out it woo
I be on that fly shit, M O B, that mob shit
Born talkin, deep fire shit
15 racks for that raw shit
That ain’t yall, that’s my bitch
You clocked out, I signed in
We young niggas, we grindin
We shinin like diamonds
(Hook)
I be on some fly nigga shit when I step out
Fuck what yall talkin bout
I be on some rich nigga shit when I step out
Fuck what yall talkin bout
Fuck what yall talkin bout
Fuck what yall talkin bout
Fuck what yall talkin bout
I be on some fly rich nigga shit steppin out
I be on that fly rich nigga shit steppin out
Fuck what yall talkin bout
(Verse)
Nigga pop 5 bands like give me 10 mo
I’m in the club, got some weed to these bitches like hit this shit
Yo stupid ass outside
I wanna talk bout get me in
Should’ve 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 pimp
Don’t say I didn’t
Million dollar flow
Got a lot of dough, brand new clothes
VIP for niggas like me
Which a motherfucker would touch that rope
Rappers, hustlers, dealers, killers
Thug, goons, bees, gorillas
Money, cars, jewels, tuchillas
Jet, cribs, condo fillers
Say that then
Hold up, goddamn right
And you been flyin since way back when
That’s right!
I am YMCM rich
We play that there
Runnin up the trade like a motherfuckin man
They know that him
Tryna shine when they come around stars like us, they do the dance
Ain’t got yo game tight, ain’t got yo swag up
Same old niggas
The last 2 live when you think sharp in
Nigga go to the gym
They lovin my clique, we up in this bitch
So sorry that yo girl suck on my dick
Throwin money in the air like I’m sick of this shit
(Hook)
I be on some fly nigga shit when I step out
Fuck what yall talkin bout
I be on some rich nigga shit when I step out
Fuck what yall talkin bout
Fuck what yall talkin bout
Fuck what yall talkin bout
Fuck what yall talkin bout
I be on some fly rich nigga shit steppin out
I be on that fly rich nigga shit steppin out
Fuck what yall talkin bout
