meek mill – i’m so fly lyrics
jjj-jungle beats… holla at me
grand hustle n-gg-… money [x3]
[chorus:]
you know me i’m so fly
be lookin like money everytime i ride by
got dem benjies in my pocket and money on my mind
if it ain’t about no paper then it ain’t about i
cause i get get get it money i get
when i step up in da club i be fellin like i’m mitch
when i be the hood i be ridin with cho b-tch
you know she probably on my d-ck
because i’m probably the sh-t
listen i’m a ball til i fall
spit it like i print it
got shawty on da low
cause i get get get it
don’t worry bout it
i probably just hit it
i aint stubbern with dem hoes
you can have her back n-gg-
i’m a boss, sh-t everything i does i do
i dont even wanna buy it if i can’t cop two
if it ain’t about no paper
den it ain’t about who?
ain’t about i, cause i be on my grind
i’m a trap-a-holic
my n-gg-s be ballin
you n-gg-s be fraudin
i spit like i’m r-t-rded
you n-gg-s know the deal
i be ridin martian
pull upin a sp-ceship
sh-t on you liek a toilet
them b-tches be like i’ll
dem hataz gotta smell my sh-t
red horse on my shirt red stripes on my kicks
put that porshe sh-t to work
boxter pop a sip
slide thhru ya hood like hata was good!?
[chorus:]
you know me i’m so fly
be lookin like money everytime i ride by
got dem benjies in my pocket and money on my mind
if it ain’t about no paper then it ain’t about i
cause i get get get it money i get
when i step up in da club i be fellin like i’m mitch
when i be the hood i be ridin with cho b-tch
you know she probably on my d-ck
because i’m probably the sh-t
i say i got my first bit of money thought i knew it all
went to mia south beach blew it all
came back to the hood trappin super hard
super down look at me now superstar
in dat black on black charger rims soy sauce
bunch of diamonds in ma chain da wrist[? ]
b-tches gimmie head and tail like a quater toss
cause i just signed to grand hustle i’m for sure to ball
i say we be the freshest
jewlery be vvs’n
caddy be dts’n
like khalad sh-t we the best
and i tell dem hoes i don’t wanna talk just leave a message
automatic stash boxes so they can’t see the weapons
but i be gt reppin grand hustle the muscle
no we don’t love these wh-r-s i jus love wen i f-ck em
no i don’t tuck em nor do i love em or cuff em
i jus h-t em and spplit em p-ss em off to ma cousin
[chorus:]
you know me i’m so fly
be lookin like money everytime i ride by
got dem benjies in my pocket and money on my mind
if it ain’t about no paper then it ain’t about i
cause i get get get it money i get
when i step up in da club i be fellin like i’m mitch
when i be the hood i be ridin with cho b-tch
you know she probably on my d-ck
because i’m probably the sh-t
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