
chuckyy - fly kid lyrics
[intro]
(yes, jayco)
uh, uh, uh, uh, uh
uh, uh, trip
uh, uh, we bail out, bl!ck
grr, grr, grr, grr, uh
i was a fly kid, all i know is pop it, got this sh+t all in my socket
i’m fly as f+ck, baby racks in, mm
uh, uh
[verse 1]
ma, she said i wouldn’t be sh+t, now i’m out ridin’ in a big bentley
tell my mama i’m good in the ‘raq, i don’t need no security, i strapped with a 10 milli’
thirty racks in my amiri jeans, 23 under my armpit just incase it get iffy
hope a n+gga ain’t stupid enough, try to run up on me, try to take, get the whole fifty
[chorus]
i was a fly kid, all i know is pop it, got this sh+t all in my socket
shorty just took her a look up inside my pockets, now she wanna eat my boxers
oh, you wanna go on a date? gotta tote that drac’ in that birkin bag i bought you
i ain’t gotta lie to no b+tch, when i shoot out the bali, she feedin’ me tacos and casa’
[verse 2]
shoot back to the ‘raq, got a lil’ thick b+tch, don’t come through, n+gga tore block up
micro drac’ got a hundred round mag’ and that b+tch can’t miss, the sight like binoculars
pull a n+gga wholе card quick, you ain’t never did sh+t, boy, you is a f+ckin’ imposter
latе night creepin’, flyin’ through the ‘raq like batman, shorty ‘nem come through robbin’ ’em (give me all of that)
uh, this ain’t no “beat box” sh+t, but shorty ‘nem spotted and gotted him (there he go, bounce out)
and the way we bounce out, it’s like you might as well stop opp n+ggas, we handle ’em
pull on the side of his whip, thirty bail out the clip, if he ain’t checked, we pampered him
catch a face, bail out, bl!ck, i ain’t never too rich, i’ll k!ll a f+ck n+gga on camera (come here, come here)
[chorus]
i was a fly kid, all i know is pop it, got this sh+t all in my socket
shorty just took her a look up inside my pockets, now she wanna eat my boxers
oh, you wanna go on a date? gotta tote that drac’ in that birkin bag i bought you
i ain’t gotta lie to no b+tch, when i shoot out the bali, she feedin’ me tacos and casa’ (come here)
i was a fly kid, all i know is pop it, got this sh+t all in my socket
shorty just took her a look up inside my pockets, now she wanna eat my boxers
oh, you wanna go on a date? gotta tote that drac’ in that birkin bag i bought you
i ain’t gotta lie to no b+tch, when i shoot out the bali, she feedin’ me tacos and casa’
[outro]
long live fred, n+gga, chuckyy keep one in the head, n+gga, bucks up, n+gga, you know how the f+ck we rockin’, man
frrt, frrt, frrt, bail out, bl!ck
uh, uh, we bail out, bl!ck
uh, we chase sh+t, boy, don’t trip
catch a face, bail out, bl!ck, i ain’t never too rich, i’ll k!ll a f+ck n+gga on camera
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