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$not - the flyest lyrics

[intro]
what we doin’, n_gga?
yeah
got me different rollie— hey
i got me different rollies on some type sh_t (let’s go)

[verse]
i got me different rollies and i still can’t tell the time, b_tch
n_gga took my flow, give it back ’cause that’s my sh_t
put my hands on n_ggas and i put it on a dyk_ b_tch
put the gun down, hands up, come and fight, b_tch
really wanna f_ck, but i’m chillin’ on some type sh_t
i don’t wanna hang, i gotta get it on some type sh_t
brodie, i admit, n_ggas hatin’ on some type sh_t
walk around town, chasin’ clout on some snake sh_t
walk around town, talkin’ down on some g_y
won’t say it face to face, sh_t, grown_man sh_t
n_gga, i’m a dog, i’m a hound, i’ma get rich
and i don’t wanna talk unless a n_gga got a bill
my brodie, i admit, n_gga’s p_ssy on the field
i’m tryna love a b_tch, but i don’t really feel
them n_ggas signed a deal for some change and a meal
n_gga, f_ck a h_llcat, this a big_body benz
i’m shootin’ out the trunk in my big_body benz
i just wanna f_ck, i don’t wanna be your friend
and i just wanna f_ck, i don’t care you got a man
[?]
be the first to cuff a bad b_tch, kick ’em out the f_ckin’ door
these n_ggas do the most, actin’ like some f_ckin’ hoes
creepy ass n_ggas on some dwight howard sh_t
i smoke a blunt, fill the room up like a mist
i just want some head, p_ssy smell like a fish
a thousand for the belt, this’ll match a f_ckin’ fit
i’m a fly_ass n_gga, i don’t care about the trip
i’ll show you how i get it, i don’t care, i don’t trip
i’m four pockets full, b_tch, i’m lil baby
i got a hood b_tch and she lil’ crazy
i’m a real n_gga, i don’t know [?]
my jeans form j_pan, it’s immey siyake
i’m hangin’ off the heli’ with a lil’ uzi (huh, b_tch)
i’m crashin’ out the whip, call me james bond
she ridin’ on my d_ck ’cause she like my songs
i’m a saucy_ass n_gga, show her how i swindle
i’m a real_ass boy, keep it real simple
i’ll pull up in a yoda, n_gga, f_ck a rental whip
i’m dolo in the stolo, you know i got new bricks
i feel like bruce wayne, all black in this b_tch
i feel like bruce wayne with batman whip
i want a smart b_tch, but it sound like a myth
i’ll beat a n_gga down with my own d_mn fist
i just want some head, i don’t wanna f_ckin’ kiss

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