เนื้อเพลง Fly Sh*t - Gucci Mane

[Intro:]
Young Lloyd
Aye Holiday we got one
Zone 6, East Atlanta
Stand up
Aye baby you know I'm a raise this motherf*ckin cock house
Don't spend nothing in my sh*t

[Bridge:]
I ain't makin this sh*t up, ho I ain't Maybeline
I got some sh*t off in my cup that's gonna make ya lean
I told er cool it, please don't make a scene
'Cause I'm a fool with it, this is every day for me

[Chorus:]
She want that Fly Sh*t (fly sh*t, fly sh*t)
Expensive clothes and diamonds (diamonds, diamonds)
Just remember you in my sh*t (my sh*t my sh*t)
If you don't like the ruse then bye b*tch (bye b*tch, bye b*tch)

[Verse 1:]
Higher than a pilot, fresher than a stylist
You a bad b*tch, I'm a take you to a island
Across the watch game, give the daughters real ballin
If you a grown mane then why you actin all childish?
Bought a new Bentley, I don't even gotta drive it
Parked outside so I jumped inside it
Life f*ck out it, the seats can't hide
Probly just flash, smoke a clitch with the pilot
Head so good that will keep me smiling
Forge another rim so I keep on flyin
So as a boss so I keep on divin
And Too Short told me to keep on rhyming
2 Pac taught me to keep on riding
Biggest boss says yo mama be cryin
Owe me buddy and you keep on lyin
I'm a grab my good, I'm a keep on firin
Ball so hard I can touch the sky
I can't even lie, I don't wanna leave I
Goon came in and you tune up yo chain
F*ck them n*ggas I'm a keep on mine
Your girl so fly and she gonna know why
I ain't gonna tell you, remember one time
Slide in with me, you can come in free
You can stand and freeze in that long ass line

[Bridge:]
I ain't makin this sh*t up, ho I ain't Maybeline
I got some sh*t off in my cup that's gonna make ya lean
I told er cool it, please don't make a scene
'Cause I'm a fool with it, this is every day for me

[Chorus:]
She want that fly sh*t (fly sh*t, fly sh*t)
Expensive clothes and diamonds (diamonds, diamonds)
Just remember you in my sh*t (my sh*t my sh*t)
If you don't like the ruse then bye b*tch (bye b*tch, bye b*tch)

[Verse 2:]
Runnin down the criss and the Bentley move something
Little hand choppa and the big weed goin
Born by myself, I don't need no one
If you don't got no enemies, make you some
Sometime buddy can make you dumb
Run it on yo head, better get yo gun
Broke ass n*gga can't even make bun
I don't trust that b*tch, money make er cum
Flyin to the n*gga, tryna go to the park
Smokin on kush like f*ck my lungs
None of these hoes can't meet my mom
At the end of the day you want a s*cka son
Love as like I don't so I feel like frontin
I ain't never ever had so much fun
500$ gun and a million on jewels
And I whip yo ass up like you jumped in the pool
Feeds wanna get me just like Ja Rule
Five ass b*tches, that deja-vu
Wutchu gonna do with no scrubs on you?
And kicks so fly, got a birds eye view
Gucci 2 times, 2 times times 2
All this money can't fit in these troops
This a T neck so my neck hurt too
But I pity the fool tryna try my crew

[Bridge:]
I ain't makin this sh*t up, ho I ain't Maybeline
I got some sh*t off in my cup that's gonna make ya lean
I told er cool it, please don't make a scene
'Cause I'm a fool with it, this is every day for me

[Chorus:]
She want that fly sh*t (fly sh*t, fly sh*t)
Expensive clothes and diamonds (diamonds, diamonds)
Just remember you in my sh*t (my sh*t my sh*t)
If you don't like the ruse then bye b*tch (bye b*tch, bye b*tch)