Devin Simmons - That's Fye Lyrics

Count money
Big bands
New friends
This Fye
My chick
She bang
Give brain
That's fye
Big whip
Switch Lanes
It's Fast
I glide
We don't gotta worry bout nothing
I'm gon get to the bread got it bussin out my jeans
I'm the man with the plan don't use plan b
Got a real bad bitch lookin like bambi
I know how this shit go you won't ever scam me ah
Breaking all the rules I think I found another way to go
Open up the safe I'm taking out another bag to blow
Different color paper got me thinking how to spend the dough
Back up on my bullshit got these rappers tryna steal my flow
Count money
Big bands
New friends
This Fye
My chick
She bang
Give brain
That's fye
Big whip
Switch Lanes
It's Fast
I glide
We don't gotta worry bout nothing
She been on my line she probably wanna be this paid ah
I don't even try, but she cannot get away ah
F*cking up my vibe yeah she just a throwaway
But when she f*ck with other guys I wanna put em in the grave ah
I can make a hundred doing nothing today
I'm shining too bright better bring out the shades
I will never slide I'm ten toes my kicks are laced
Get the f*ck up out my face
Get too close I run the fade ah
Count money
Big bands
New friends
This Fye
My chick
She bang
Give brain
That's fye
Big whip
Switch Lanes
It's Fast
I glide
We don't gotta worry bout nothing