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