Luyện nghe bài hát Fly Rich

(Intro)
We gon get to it
By any necessary
Lil boy this

(Hook)
I be on some fly nigga shit when I out
Fuck what yall bout
I be on some nigga shit when I step out
Fuck what yall bout
Fuck what talkin bout
what yall talkin bout
Fuck yall talkin bout
I be on some fly rich nigga shit out
I be on that fly rich shit steppin out
what yall talkin bout

(Verse)
Quarter mill for the car, quarter on the ah
Black double R, the fuck off ah
here, cut yo head off,
Hard top no
Wet pussy me on, money keep me hard
King shit, Versace towels, I grindin off
floors, you dusty niggas couldn't walk on
Jesus on waters so I'mma walk on tartars
Private jets but gets, homey fuck ballers
All this half of mill, first week of
I ain't even doin shows, I'm workin on the album
40 the fisha, I just my mama's Visa
You in the club, weaving neck to neck, you niggas
She me Butthead, getting brain like a genius
I got that dope shit, that 80's chrome
Beemer, my son gon inherit this flow
You niggas gumball drops on the of my souls

(Hook)
I be on some fly shit when I step out
what yall talkin bout
I be on some rich nigga shit I step out
Fuck what yall bout
Fuck yall talkin bout
Fuck what yall talkin
Fuck what yall bout
I be on some fly rich shit steppin out
I be on fly rich nigga shit steppin out
Fuck what yall bout

(Verse)
Young nigga, we Rich
Came up from that game
Picture me down Viscay
double R with yo bitch mane
With that top off and that hit
up on em, they drop dead
Niggas talkin that bird
When them birds came they was dead
And I was out there that work
the 15 to the first
My meanin they murk
We them clips squeezed like dirt
When it come to them dollars nigga why
These niggas want no problems
'Cause I kill all yall dead, put a on yo head
Get yo knocked out it woo
I be on that fly shit, M O B, mob shit
Born talkin, fire shit
15 racks for raw shit
ain't yall, that's my bitch
You out, I signed in
We young niggas, we
We shinin like

(Hook)
I be on some fly shit when I step out
Fuck what yall talkin
I be on some rich nigga shit I step out
what yall talkin bout
Fuck what yall bout
Fuck what yall bout
Fuck what yall bout
I be on fly rich nigga shit steppin out
I be on that fly rich shit steppin out
what yall talkin bout

(Verse)
Nigga pop 5 like give me 10 mo
I'm in the club, got some weed to these bitches hit this shit
Yo ass outside
I wanna bout get me in
Should've I was a fool when I moved, when I pulled up in that Bentley
Told ya I was a gangsta and something like a
Don't say I
dollar flow
Got a lot of dough, new clothes
VIP for like me
Which a would touch that rope
Rappers, hustlers, dealers,
Thug, goons, bees,
Money, cars, jewels,
Jet, cribs, fillers
Say that
Hold up, right
And you been flyin way back when
right!
I am YMCM
We play there
Runnin up the trade like a man
know that him
Tryna shine when they come stars like us, they do the dance
Ain't got yo game tight, got yo swag up
Same old
The 2 live when you think sharp in
go to the gym
They my clique, we up in this bitch
So sorry that yo girl on my dick
Throwin money in the air like I'm sick of this

(Hook)
I be on some fly nigga shit I step out
Fuck what yall bout
I be on some rich shit when I step out
Fuck what talkin bout
Fuck what yall talkin
what yall talkin bout
Fuck what talkin bout
I be on some fly nigga shit steppin out
I be on fly rich nigga shit steppin out
Fuck what talkin bout