Flyin’ Songtext
von Duwap Kaine

Rick did this one!—- {21}
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Baby i′m up like reclining
Look at my neck it got colorful diamonds
Too Much money on me i been grindin
Too much speed innis beam' i be flying
Higher thanna airplane but naw i aint no pilot (dope dope)
Rockawear wearing ass nigga, needa stylist
See a bad bitch pic on ig? i like it
You can smoke my blunt bitch, but dont ask too light it
You talm bout racks? then yes, i get excited


Free my brother he got a case he gotta fight it!
2011, used too hang w dope bois. we wasnt no joke boy
I was inna 4 boy, my chains they be makin noise
Play w the money jus like i got toys
Diamonds fighting jus like floyd
Yo bitch keep callin im getting annoyed
Ian rocking no bape, louie on me, Okay
Braids in my head no apes no fade
I stay w my gang and you kno i cant trade(beeep)
Baby I′m up like reclining{uup} look at my neck
It got colorful diamonds, too much money on me i been grindin (beep)
Too much speed innis beam' i be flyin'