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arnet - to fly lyrics

[chorus]
i’m too high
i’m too high
i’m too high to feel you hoe
i’m too fly
i’m too fly
i’m too fly to save a b_tch
i’m too high
i’m too high
i’m too high to feel you hoe
i’m too fly
i’m too fly
i’m too fly to save a b_tch
i’m too high
i’m too high
i’m too high to feel you hoe
i’m too fly
i’m too fly
i’m too fly to save a b_tch

[verse 1: arnet]
i’m too fly to save a b_tch
i’m too high i’m way to rich
i got true all on my jeans
that sh_t cost me like two threes
she just like the way i look
she gon go and style me (she gon go and style me)
she just get on top of me (she wan get on top of me)
i told her to ride on me (ride me like a harley b_tch)
told her suck me like you f_ck me (f_ck me like you love me)
she prеtty she know she not ugly (she not, shе not, she not)
i’m too hot
f_ck up all these close i’m way too f_ckin fly (way too f_ckin fly woah)
styling till the day (day i f_ckin die)
fog i wonder why (i wonder why)

[chorus]
i’m too high
i’m too high
i’m too high to feel you hoe
i’m too fly
i’m too fly
i’m too fly to save a b_tch
i’m too high
i’m too high
i’m too high to feel you hoe
i’m too fly
i’m to fly
i’m to fly to save a b_tch
i’m too high
i’m too high
i’m too high to feel you hoe
i’m too fly
i’m too fly
i’m too fly to save a b_tch

[verse 2: ybl zah]
i’m too fly, i might take off to venus
all this ice on me got me cold like a freezer
pulled up in a coupe, yeah, this b_tch got no ceiling
pockets too stuffed they thick like serena
glock on my hip, i ain’t worried ’bout nothin
n_gga talkin’ too crazy, my youngins start dumpin
i’m too fly, i might land on the moon
hundred round drum, make it sound like a tune
i just ran up a check before i left out the room
all this gas that i’m smokin got me high like balloon
hundred shots, choppa singin’ a cartoon
b_tch on my d_ck, yeah she singin’ my tune
smokin’ loud pack, think i’m landin’ on the moon
opp wanna run, bet he meetin’ his doom
two_tone glock, got a switch, no delay
hop out broad daylight make a play like i’m jay
spent ten f_ckin racks i don’t check what i pay
been up all f_ckin night, countin’ blues like a bank
i’m too d_mn fly, i might float like a ghost
too much drank, i might move in slow_mo
yeah
ybl

- arnet

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