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Yung Flyy God

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What I'm saying
What I'm saying
What I'm saying
This what I'm saying
This what I'm saying
I'm about to Spazz no Rambo
Yeah, I got that mother fucking shit on the console
I'm about to mother fucking play her no console
Big god
Straight out the house with this shit, got them bands
F*ck on his hoe, took his hoe her man
500k need to buy me some land
Finally realized, I'm emotional on xans
Nicknamed her Laura, she popping a tab
Say he got beef, we got pork, he a slab
F*ck undercover I need me some air
She ain't want me back then, but now I got hair
Chop off his throat, bitch ain't playing bout these bands
She with that stripping, I like how she dance
I'm roller coaster, got high super fast
Bite on my flow, bitch you know I'm the genie
Boy that 10k for that verse, when you see me
No auto tune got this shit here on repeat
Drown in her water, I'm tryna get deep, deep
Roll up three fives, bitch you know we get big geeked
What I'm saying? this what I'm saying
Half of hundred bands, in my pants
She want a new man, you can have her
She want attention, she a nagger
And my swag from Japan
Put the cash, in my pants
Ran it up, off of scams
You know I'm the mother fucking man
I could've put yo lil hoe in the streets, if I wanted to
Bitch ain't sweet like no fundu
Turn off them lights, watch them diamonds they shine on you
Bitch I'm a leprechaun, I got that big loot
Yellow that gold in my mouth, it just peek at you
This tv smart, this a mother fucking Roku
Watch what you say to me, n**** know voodoo
I ran a train with yo hoe, that's a choo choo
You got them big racks, I'm proud of you
This time I ran this shit up, yeah without you
Then you didn't bring you no bread to the pot dude
How you gone pay for yo mother fucking light bill
And you know I be geeked off them xannys
Join the team, I be mother fucking managing
Say he fresh, but I'm stiffer no mannequin
Poured a four, just to get in her panties
Poured a four just to feel on her vibe
Baby got liquor in her cup
Ooh baby girl know she drunk for the night, she want me to f*ck her
Ooh I sip lean for the mother fucking taste
She want me to bust her card she got chase
Ran this shit up, ima buy me a bank
Rob me a n****, leave his ass in a lake
F*ck this shit up, fucked it up, fucked it up
F*ck this shit up, fucked it up, fucked it up
Fucked this beat up, fucked it up, fucked it up
Fucked that hoe up, fucked her up, fucked her up
Bitch I got green like the Milwaukee bucks
Ooh matter fact, I just got me a ring
Ooh matter fact, put the i up in team
I don't need no mother fucking team, I'm the gang
Ooh that's yo bitch, like T.I. Ima take her
She be like quazo, yo heart so dark Vader
Made us a way for that mother fucking paper
That gun on my waste, if I mother fucking chase it
I got this shit in my pocket for real
I don't give a f*ck about no mother fucking deal
Buy my way in if it come to them millions
Made my first honey bun, gave me the chills
This what I'm saying, what I'm saying
What I'm saying, what I'm saying
Dig what I'm saying, what I'm saying
I'm the man, I'm the man
This what I'm saying, what I'm saying
What I'm saying, what I'm saying
I got them bands, in my pants
Ran up them racks, in my pants

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