Flying high like a butterfly just like my doors
You a mole yea you'll testify
Bustin' down my doors
I can't lie I don't wanna die but I ain't got a choice
Turbo coupe pullin' out the spot
With a couple whores
Oh man I can't tell a lie
Better call me George
Revolution finna be televised you better make sure
I'll just glide like a butterfly
So high
Imma glide like a butterfly
Yea you finna lie
Yea you finna lie
In the coupe
Yea I'm finna glide
Tell that bitch over there yea she slide
Yea you know I'm runnin' outta time
Runnin' outta time on my Rolex
Bad bitch all she wanted was some sex
Ah man all I wanted was the neck
Next day yea you know she hit the deck
Shit hit the fan
Got her on cam
New lambo guess thats silence of the lambs
We in the coupe slidin' burn the tires off
Yea you know we boutta set this bitch off
Pull up with the cold medicine
Cause we got the ice on our neck
Codeine got me feelin' better than
Oh man what did you expect
You better f*ckin' rest bitch
Coronavirus got you feelin' restless
Coughing on everything man you reckless
Just went to the store dropped a check bitch
I don't know how I'm alive
Prescription pills make me feel like imma die
Poppin' all these uppers like they f*ckin' candy
M&ms and they f*ckin' got me randy
Sippin' on that f*ckin' Brandy
Or on that f*ckin' Hennessy
Lookin' in the mirror f*ckin' everyday
And I'm searching for the f*ckin' better me
Flying high like a butterfly just like my doors
You a mole yea you'll testify
Bustin' down my doors
I can't lie I don't wanna die but I ain't got a choice
Turbo coupe pullin' out the spot
With a couple whores
Oh man I can't tell a lie
Better call me George
Revolution finna be televised you better make sure
I'll just glide like a butterfly
So high
Imma glide like a butterfly
Yea you finna lie
Yea you finna lie
Yea I'm finna glide
Yea I got my slime
Rolex runnin' outta time
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Flying high like a butterfly just like my doors
You a mole yea you'll testify
Bustin' down my doors
I can't lie I don't wanna die but I ain't got a choice
Turbo coupe pullin' out the spot
With a couple whores
Oh man I can't tell a lie
Better call me George
Revolution finna be televised you better make sure
I'll just glide like a butterfly
So high
Imma glide like a butterfly
Yea you finna lie
Yea you finna lie
In the coupe
Yea I'm finna glide
Tell that bitch over there yea she slide
Yea you know I'm runnin' outta time
Runnin' outta time on my Rolex
Bad bitch all she wanted was some sex
Ah man all I wanted was the neck
Next day yea you know she hit the deck
Shit hit the fan
Got her on cam
New lambo guess thats silence of the lambs
We in the coupe slidin' burn the tires off
Yea you know we boutta set this bitch off
Pull up with the cold medicine
Cause we got the ice on our neck
Codeine got me feelin' better than
Oh man what did you expect
You better f*ckin' rest bitch
Coronavirus got you feelin' restless
Coughing on everything man you reckless
Just went to the store dropped a check bitch
I don't know how I'm alive
Prescription pills make me feel like imma die
Poppin' all these uppers like they f*ckin' candy
M&ms and they f*ckin' got me randy
Sippin' on that f*ckin' Brandy
Or on that f*ckin' Hennessy
Lookin' in the mirror f*ckin' everyday
And I'm searching for the f*ckin' better me
Flying high like a butterfly just like my doors
You a mole yea you'll testify
Bustin' down my doors
I can't lie I don't wanna die but I ain't got a choice
Turbo coupe pullin' out the spot
With a couple whores
Oh man I can't tell a lie
Better call me George
Revolution finna be televised you better make sure
I'll just glide like a butterfly
So high
Imma glide like a butterfly
Yea you finna lie
Yea you finna lie
Yea I'm finna glide
Yea I got my slime
Rolex runnin' outta time
You a mole yea you'll testify
Bustin' down my doors
I can't lie I don't wanna die but I ain't got a choice
Turbo coupe pullin' out the spot
With a couple whores
Oh man I can't tell a lie
Better call me George
Revolution finna be televised you better make sure
I'll just glide like a butterfly
So high
Imma glide like a butterfly
Yea you finna lie
Yea you finna lie
In the coupe
Yea I'm finna glide
Tell that bitch over there yea she slide
Yea you know I'm runnin' outta time
Runnin' outta time on my Rolex
Bad bitch all she wanted was some sex
Ah man all I wanted was the neck
Next day yea you know she hit the deck
Shit hit the fan
Got her on cam
New lambo guess thats silence of the lambs
We in the coupe slidin' burn the tires off
Yea you know we boutta set this bitch off
Pull up with the cold medicine
Cause we got the ice on our neck
Codeine got me feelin' better than
Oh man what did you expect
You better f*ckin' rest bitch
Coronavirus got you feelin' restless
Coughing on everything man you reckless
Just went to the store dropped a check bitch
I don't know how I'm alive
Prescription pills make me feel like imma die
Poppin' all these uppers like they f*ckin' candy
M&ms and they f*ckin' got me randy
Sippin' on that f*ckin' Brandy
Or on that f*ckin' Hennessy
Lookin' in the mirror f*ckin' everyday
And I'm searching for the f*ckin' better me
Flying high like a butterfly just like my doors
You a mole yea you'll testify
Bustin' down my doors
I can't lie I don't wanna die but I ain't got a choice
Turbo coupe pullin' out the spot
With a couple whores
Oh man I can't tell a lie
Better call me George
Revolution finna be televised you better make sure
I'll just glide like a butterfly
So high
Imma glide like a butterfly
Yea you finna lie
Yea you finna lie
Yea I'm finna glide
Yea I got my slime
Rolex runnin' outta time
Writer: Anthony Pedata
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