Lyrics:
Friday night got the club popping
Sting high
Hollywood papazzi clockin
My live save lives
Everybody fountine
Won't die so fly body always poppin
All
niggas fly
Texas, Florida, Georgia
Them country niggas fly
Tennessee to Carolina
Them country niggas fly
Let's get it, I tell you once
I tell you twice
G's
Just to watch you veg
Me and Ryan Gosling got somethin' in common
We both fly as fuck and rock with the Mormons
She wormin' that shit with that shit in
Carolina time, grab the fishing line.
Gonna get old Jim with the yellow-backed fly.
Bought it in a store, paid a little more.
Gonna catch that
And every time I'm in the club it's a big deal
[Baby]
Mama on everything (oh yeah)
God bless the day and the 20 inches
Came around the corner with
Carolina Bread: My plug said he got you, said he got you, what you need?
He got that white, he got that green.
My nigga got that oowee, my nigga got
Tires
And still got love for the clubs if your not a stunt rider
What up to outsiders what up to ruff riders
Po pull up And they aint gon find ya gone,
country niggas fly
Texas, Florida, Georgia
Them country niggas fly
Tennesee to the Carolinas
Them country niggas fly
I told you once, I'll tell you twice
on a mission
Got wattery chains so these women start fishing
The G.O.A.T out my city and I hope that they listen
My shawty she greater than most
I hand them my
why, I'ma nevre say die, you can see it my eyes
And niggas say I fly like a eagle and see no evil
And ain't no sequel to this here, this year I'm
coming back from South Carolina
Got yo bitch cum and chill, for real, I needed the hunds
This banging in clubs, wassup, arranging, danger, stranger
Don't
intuition
Yeah we got that vision
Hunt gather start fishing
And I remember selling chocolate on that playground
Run it till the bell sound, small bag see if
a main girl and a mistress
Jordan Diddy
Jordan Diddy
(Movie!)
Jordan Diddy
(Turn Up)
Jordan Diddy
(Bad Boyyy)
I'm in the club shooting jump shots
(akinyele) - hook
You I'm from new york
And connected with my down south niggas
Here this year
My nigga rap bone came to tear the club up
Yo my
Oh, yeah, you know
Check out the mix, Bovikizz
So give me this, you give me that
And you know say we can fly
So give me this, you give me that
Yo, at a hip-hop club was a girl I met
She was hot you can bet, her body dripped with sweat
I kicked it to her, and her name was kim
She said let's
mics, make you sit down
From here to North Carolina, 95 to South Carolina
Atlanta Georgia Florida flowin down, like I'm water
Mexican Indian, fly
they fly around me?
I'm on some shit, I'm on some shit
You hoes is the feds, I swear I'm convinced
I hit a club, you know they gon' strip
I throw
and fronting stock
'til you see me with the boys, squadded up.
We're getting the dub.
Sell another club
cnother bat, another glove, another basketball
Carolina Blue Hue
1982 do you got a clue
It's Mike Jordan
Nevamind the biting
Lil Niggas tight Tyson
Gotta beat Mercedes beaming down 85
Some
comrodery move like tight security
Known to tear the club up plus the after party
On the battle field catch a body
With no fair warnin, my queen bee connect
feel like I'm Simon
I'm so fly, think I'm a pilot
Smoke that green, call me your highness
Can't see me, cover your eyelids
Drip too clean, Bloody Osiris
just had to go
Was that the yacht club
Or just a fishing boat
Was that the leg of lamb
Or was it a billy goat
Was that a snail baby
Or escargot
it seems is the shit a mirage or a dream I’m just trying to menaja with a queen kill the pussy like she stared in scream yeah
Hit the club pack it
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