BORO - FLY Lyrics

Hair dripping, just washed out the blunt smoke
Hair dripping, just washed out the blunt smoke
Hair dripping, just washed out the blunt smoke
You rapping better than me, that's a good joke
I was laughing all day at it had my ribs hurting
Told yah girl no huh, but she still flirting
Probably ain't wanna go home to you no surprise
She need good dick I can see it in her eyes
Well lucky you baby cuz I can provide
He said I made her cum three times, telling lies
It's amazing what men do for their pride
They be puffing their chest it ain't attractive homie
All that talk just shows me that you're a phony
She da baby she riding me like a pony
Giddy up she going going down she feeling on me
Scottie Pippin I ain't livin' in nobody shadow
A bunch of roaches and some lighters sitting on my mantle
I juggle masters, rap bars, it ain't shit to handle
I guess I'm built for it, I need a big fortress
When it come to the money I'm like run Forrest
Skirt skirt in my Ford Focus
I'm saving gas money
How much it cost, I'm Like damn honey
She been begging all night, put it in her damn tummy
Okay I'm white it ain't that long
But the way I hit it make her curve up her backbone
Sitting in the house, smoking tree from a black bong
She laying in my bed looking good in that black thong
Looking good in that black thong like damn
Hair dripping, just washed out the blunt smoke
Hair dripping, just washed out the blunt smoke
Hair dripping, just washed out the blunt smoke
You rapping better than me, that's a good joke
Four months since I last hit the blunt smoke
And I ain't itching for the liquor and the blunt tho
I been getting by with friends, I ain't need the drugs tho
Clean and skinny made these girls think I'm fun tho
Or maybe cause I got somebody else tho
Privacy I don't need your social wealth tho
That time taken is sacred and for my health so
Should it matter to the gram we ain't post tho
And I can see why to haters that it matter
Plenty of your business is healthy for the pallet
Judgement come thru, but I take their f*ckin mallet
And I live how I want, so f*ck you and your ballot
It's all image, and no substance
Why you think I'm off the substance
If you really been wondering
You can ask me, it's one hundred, bitch
Hair dripping, just washed out the blunt smoke
Hair dripping, just washed out the blunt smoke
Hair dripping, just washed out the blunt smoke
You rapping better than me, that's a good joke