(Intro) We gon get to it By any means Lil boy like
(Hook) I be on some fly shit when I step out Fuck yall talkin bout I be on some rich nigga shit I step out Fuck what yall talkin Fuck what yall bout Fuck what yall bout Fuck what yall talkin I be on some fly rich nigga shit out I be on fly rich nigga shit steppin out Fuck what yall talkin
(Verse) Quarter mill for the car, mill on the ah double R, back the fuck off ah Drop here, cut yo off, top no soft Wet pussy me on, money keep me hard King shit, towels, I ain't grindin off floors, you dusty niggas couldn't walk on Jesus walked on waters so I'mma on tartars Private jets but gets, homey fuck with All this half of mill, first of august I ain't even doin shows, I'm just workin on the 40 the fisha, I paid my mama's Visa You in the club, weaving neck to neck, you Beavis She give me Butthead, getting brain like a I got that dope shit, 80's chrome Alpinas Beemer, my son gon inherit this flow You gumball drops on the bottom of my souls
(Hook) I be on fly nigga shit when I step out Fuck what talkin bout I be on some rich nigga shit when I out Fuck what yall bout Fuck what yall talkin what yall talkin bout Fuck what yall talkin I be on some fly rich nigga shit out I be on that fly rich nigga steppin out what yall talkin bout
(Verse) Young nigga, we Gang Came up from that game Picture me rollin down Black R with yo bitch mane that top off and that drop hit Pull up on em, they dead talkin that bird shit When birds came they was knocked dead And I was out with that work From the 15 to the My meanin they murk We have them squeezed like dirt When it come to them nigga why bother? These don't want no problems 'Cause I kill all yall dead, put a price on yo Get yo brain out it woo I be on fly shit, M O B, that mob shit Born talkin, fire shit 15 racks for raw shit ain't yall, that's my bitch You clocked out, I in We young niggas, we We shinin like
(Hook) I be on some fly nigga when I step out Fuck yall talkin bout I be on some rich nigga shit when I out Fuck what talkin bout Fuck what yall bout Fuck what talkin bout Fuck yall talkin bout I be on fly rich nigga shit steppin out I be on that fly rich nigga steppin out Fuck what talkin bout
(Verse) Nigga pop 5 bands give me 10 mo I'm in the club, got weed to these bitches like hit this shit Yo stupid ass I talk 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 like a pimp Don't say I Million dollar 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 up, goddamn right And you been flyin since way when right! I am rich We play that Runnin up the like a motherfuckin man They know him Tryna shine when they come around stars like us, do the dance got yo game tight, ain't got yo swag up Same old The last 2 when 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 like I'm of this shit
(Hook) I be on fly nigga shit when I step out Fuck what yall bout I be on some rich shit when I step out Fuck what yall bout Fuck what talkin bout Fuck 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