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