​fly sht - Destroy Lonely

Yeah

All of my bitches pop fly shit

My whole damn gang on fly shit

Show her how to pop it, that's all I did

All these niggas my sons, but I ain't got no kids

And all these bitches tryna come through and fuck me, it is what it is

Talkin' 'bout fly shit, that's all I'm kickin'

I get money, I'm 'bout them digits

Goin' James Bond, completin' this mission

Take a white double cup and I kiss it

I go blonde hair, Mary Kate, I'm drippin'

Got bad bitches showin' they titties

I take a flight every other day in a brand new city, I'm goin' missin'

Fucked her once, now I think I miss her

Talkin' 'bout money, nigga, I go get it

Designer clothes, baby, I stay fitted

I stay strapped, nigga, love my pistol

All the drugs been fuckin' up my system

All these niggas some losers, baby, I'm a winner

I'm a young nigga, I been boolin', fuckin' all these niggas' sisters

Really been tired of these niggas, if I see another opp, I'ma tell my slime, "Go get 'em"

All my diamonds, they stuck on froze and shorty tryna come suck my popsicle

Okay, you cool, but I'm sicker, I stay sippin' drank 'cause the Percs make me sicker

I put a red dot all on his head, no sticker

And we gon' rob you, it's a stick up

All of my bitches pop fly shit

My whole damn gang on fly shit

Show her how to pop it, that's all I did

All these niggas my sons, but I ain't got no kids

And all these bitches tryna come through and fuck me, it is what it is

Talkin' 'bout fly shit, that's all I'm kickin'

I get money, I'm 'bout them digits

Goin' James Bond, completin' this mission

Take a white double cup and I kiss it

I go blonde hair, Mary Kate, I'm drippin'

Got bad bitches showin' they titties

I take a flight every other day in a brand new city, I'm goin' missin'

Fucked her once, now I think I miss her

Talkin' 'bout money, nigga, I go get it

Cut the fake niggas out my pictures

Bought my new bitch Balencis

It's not Christmas, anything she want, she can get it

'Cause I get paid, lil' nigga, no, I'm not trickin'

My brand new Glock hold a fifty

All these bitches in my way, I'm finna hit 'em

And I keep a whole PT with me, yeah, I stay pourin' up drank, I'm a real deal sipper

Shorty kissin' all on my face and she said she ain't ate all day, now she pullin' my zipper

I got some blue hundreds all on my me in my sack, lil' shorty, but I'm not Crippin'

All these niggas keep on playin' games, I'm deadass serious and that's the difference

Shorty said she don't wanna miss me, I tell her to take a picture and save that image

All they do is hate, I don't listen, I look in the mirror, I'm still that nigga

Huh, I'm still gettin' richer and all my clothes cost way more than that nigga

Yeah, I'm talkin' 'bout that whole nigga

Yeah, my clothes cost a whole bitch

Yeah, you walk in my closet, you see new designers and a whole bunch of old shit

Yeah, if you walk in my spot, see a whole bunch of Glocks and whole bunch of old sticks

Yeah, these niggas tryna act like they knew me back then, but these niggas don't know me

And I keep a micro stick up under my arm of my coat, yeah

All of my bitches pop fly shit

My whole damn gang on fly shit

Show her how to pop it, that's all I did

All these niggas my sons, but I ain't got no kids

And all these bitches tryna come through and fuck me, it is what it is

Talkin' 'bout fly shit, that's all I'm kickin'

I get money, I'm 'bout them digits

Goin' James Bond, completin' this mission

Take a white double cup and I kiss it

I go blonde hair, Mary Kate, I'm drippin'

Got bad bitches showin' they titties

I take a flight every other day in a brand new city, I'm goin' missin'

Fucked her once, now I think I miss her