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