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Fly Video (MV)




Performed By: Bilda Boy
Length: 2:07
Written by: Lionel Wilder




Bilda Boy - Fly Lyrics




Welcome to the danger zone
Workin round the clock call me al capone
Bass bumpin in my chest
You can call me king kong

I ain't gone kid you
I ain't try to diss you
I gone try to commit you, bruh
What's with you

I ain't gone like i'm just the kind of guy with the kind of mind you should hog tie
Let a cat deny what's been on my mind all this god damn time
Killin shit with my sick life
My sick life that I decided to morph into a rhyme

Come fly with me
Come fly with me
Come fly with me
Come fly with me

Come fly with me
Come fly with me
Take a hit of this
Come fly with me

Dirty as bum shit, on some dumb hits throw some dumb fits, cuz we stay lit
Ready kits that you come hate with from them gay lips and them fake tits
I won't have it, I'm just so damn rabid i'm a real catfish
My first name should be randy, cuz i'm so damn savage

All your friends are dead cuz you's a base head
Kids these days all want row boats and these f*ckin arm floats
I think it's time i went and picked some scabs they ready to rip
You boogers green as f*ck bout to fall off ol' chum (your so green)

Better re-think again before you come to me bum
Oh nah, you don't know where I come from

Fly with me
Come fly with me
Take a hit of this
Come fly with me!

Come fly with me
Come fly with me
Come fly with me
Come fly with me

Come fly with me
Come fly with me
Take a hit of this
Come fly with me

Come fly with me
Come fly with me
Come fly with me
Come fly with me

Come fly with me
Come fly with me
Take a hit of this
Come fly with me
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Welcome to the danger zone
Workin round the clock call me al capone
Bass bumpin in my chest
You can call me king kong

I ain't gone kid you
I ain't try to diss you
I gone try to commit you, bruh
What's with you

I ain't gone like i'm just the kind of guy with the kind of mind you should hog tie
Let a cat deny what's been on my mind all this god damn time
Killin shit with my sick life
My sick life that I decided to morph into a rhyme

Come fly with me
Come fly with me
Come fly with me
Come fly with me

Come fly with me
Come fly with me
Take a hit of this
Come fly with me

Dirty as bum shit, on some dumb hits throw some dumb fits, cuz we stay lit
Ready kits that you come hate with from them gay lips and them fake tits
I won't have it, I'm just so damn rabid i'm a real catfish
My first name should be randy, cuz i'm so damn savage

All your friends are dead cuz you's a base head
Kids these days all want row boats and these f*ckin arm floats
I think it's time i went and picked some scabs they ready to rip
You boogers green as f*ck bout to fall off ol' chum (your so green)

Better re-think again before you come to me bum
Oh nah, you don't know where I come from

Fly with me
Come fly with me
Take a hit of this
Come fly with me!

Come fly with me
Come fly with me
Come fly with me
Come fly with me

Come fly with me
Come fly with me
Take a hit of this
Come fly with me

Come fly with me
Come fly with me
Come fly with me
Come fly with me

Come fly with me
Come fly with me
Take a hit of this
Come fly with me
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Writer: Lionel Wilder
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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