Got a bad bitch, got a lot of ass
This that new new school, so I get a pass
Long as the kick knock, and the hats fast
Ain't no one gonna give a shit if my lyrics half-assed
Nigga, f*ck the greats, what do they know
I got a f*ckin' Lamborghini in my video
So if you heard some rap, and you heard some things
Go head and spit that shit back, nobody's listening
Just rolled up to this party got these bitches on the molly
Sippin' on Barcardi and we're hardly gettin' started
I am rich like a bitch, got these bottles and these models
Bragging bout my Swisher Sweets but they only cost like a dollar
I got too much chips! Where's the salsa
You came up in the club with your girl but now she a goner
In the cut, yo, feeling hella alive
I am so dope nigga schedule five
I'm hot like heat, I'm the shit but I don't smell
I'm a hard nigga fourteen on the Moh's scale
That's just the verse I know nobody gives a f*ck but yo I
Know you know the chorus so just put your hands up and say I'm Fly!
I'm Fly Like a Plane, I got no shame
Don't got a single original line to my name
I'm Fly Like a Plane, I got no shame
Don't got a single original line to my name
I'm Fly Like a Plane, I got no shame
Don't got a single original line to my name
I'm Fly Like a Plane, I got no shame
Don't got a single original line to my name
That's the hook yeah, I know you're feeling that
Poppin like my AK when I peel it back
Lookin' at a nigga with my finger on the trigger
But you've never touched a gun
Doesn't matter! Yeah I figured!
Yeah the roof is on fire, you're a fool I don't try
Poppin pussy, pop a E pill, then I watch it transpire
Get it? I'm sweatin, I'm bettin', the reference
Just went like way over your head, yeah I'm that condescending
When you write your own life, you're always in for the big win
I sold a dime bag once, I'm a kingpin
And f*ck all my haters! Yeah I got some
Even though this is the lead single off my debut album
Yeah I'm eatin niggas, lunchtime
Imma take a pause, punchline
Fans be eating up, dumb rhymes
Don't bore us get to the chorus don't piss your pants 'cause it's come time, and I'm fly!
I'm Fly Like a Plane, I got no shame
Don't got a single original line to my name
I'm Fly Like a Plane, I got no shame
Don't got a single original line to my name
I'm Fly Like a Plane, I got no shame
Don't got a single original line to my name
I'm Fly Like a Plane, I got no shame
Don't got a single original line to my name
Fly Like a Plane, that's aviation
And when you hear this shit I hope you f*cking change the station
Nothing wrong with turning up, don't worry you can leave the bass in
But I be like BRUH with these lyrics we've been hearing lately
Low effort, no effort, cornball shit that you'll wanna f*cking go deaf for
And you producers be no better, same hat and a kick since November
Say you're on your grind, like you're a go-getter, but you got 9 dudes penning your letters
Tryna stand with the King like Coretta, but you're never gonna stand toe to toe, never!
Chill it out, let it breathe
Just killed the track, the beat's bereaved
Long as you're buying, they gon' keep on selling
Shit, I don't give a f*ck, I'm gon' continue with the penning
Hold up I still had some left, kid
Run up on your home, while you're there all alone
Put the motherf*ckin chrome to your motherf*ckin dome
Compare myself to Chapo, or maybe Al Capone
And make sure you don't forget to drop your voice real low
I got that lean, promethazine, just not sure why I need two cups
Drop some illuminati just to get my views up
The world is sleeping on me, who cares, they're all losers
These niggas can not see me 'specially when I'm auto-tuned up
One of these days Imma get my shine
MMXV triple-I is mine
Is it really a crime, if when I rhyme
I gotta do a little reach to fit the words inbeetwine?
All these fire ass lines? Stay on the bench
It don't make dollars then in don't make sense
Got benefits with friends, in my drop top Benz
Got ladies in my Mercedes and they swallowing my babies
Dick so long that she thought it'd never end
And my money long too, yeah you know this shit is true
Siamese if you please check the steez real nigga what up
And I ain't talkin' knife attacks when I tell you I cut her
Got good brain, something bout college
Y'all shit stains, then I rhyme that shit with knowledge
...Hol up, where da beat go?
Do you believe in life after love?
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Got a bad bitch, got a lot of ass
This that new new school, so I get a pass
Long as the kick knock, and the hats fast
Ain't no one gonna give a shit if my lyrics half-assed
Nigga, f*ck the greats, what do they know
I got a f*ckin' Lamborghini in my video
So if you heard some rap, and you heard some things
Go head and spit that shit back, nobody's listening
Just rolled up to this party got these bitches on the molly
Sippin' on Barcardi and we're hardly gettin' started
I am rich like a bitch, got these bottles and these models
Bragging bout my Swisher Sweets but they only cost like a dollar
I got too much chips! Where's the salsa
You came up in the club with your girl but now she a goner
In the cut, yo, feeling hella alive
I am so dope nigga schedule five
I'm hot like heat, I'm the shit but I don't smell
I'm a hard nigga fourteen on the Moh's scale
That's just the verse I know nobody gives a f*ck but yo I
Know you know the chorus so just put your hands up and say I'm Fly!
I'm Fly Like a Plane, I got no shame
Don't got a single original line to my name
I'm Fly Like a Plane, I got no shame
Don't got a single original line to my name
I'm Fly Like a Plane, I got no shame
Don't got a single original line to my name
I'm Fly Like a Plane, I got no shame
Don't got a single original line to my name
That's the hook yeah, I know you're feeling that
Poppin like my AK when I peel it back
Lookin' at a nigga with my finger on the trigger
But you've never touched a gun
Doesn't matter! Yeah I figured!
Yeah the roof is on fire, you're a fool I don't try
Poppin pussy, pop a E pill, then I watch it transpire
Get it? I'm sweatin, I'm bettin', the reference
Just went like way over your head, yeah I'm that condescending
When you write your own life, you're always in for the big win
I sold a dime bag once, I'm a kingpin
And f*ck all my haters! Yeah I got some
Even though this is the lead single off my debut album
Yeah I'm eatin niggas, lunchtime
Imma take a pause, punchline
Fans be eating up, dumb rhymes
Don't bore us get to the chorus don't piss your pants 'cause it's come time, and I'm fly!
I'm Fly Like a Plane, I got no shame
Don't got a single original line to my name
I'm Fly Like a Plane, I got no shame
Don't got a single original line to my name
I'm Fly Like a Plane, I got no shame
Don't got a single original line to my name
I'm Fly Like a Plane, I got no shame
Don't got a single original line to my name
Fly Like a Plane, that's aviation
And when you hear this shit I hope you f*cking change the station
Nothing wrong with turning up, don't worry you can leave the bass in
But I be like BRUH with these lyrics we've been hearing lately
Low effort, no effort, cornball shit that you'll wanna f*cking go deaf for
And you producers be no better, same hat and a kick since November
Say you're on your grind, like you're a go-getter, but you got 9 dudes penning your letters
Tryna stand with the King like Coretta, but you're never gonna stand toe to toe, never!
Chill it out, let it breathe
Just killed the track, the beat's bereaved
Long as you're buying, they gon' keep on selling
Shit, I don't give a f*ck, I'm gon' continue with the penning
Hold up I still had some left, kid
Run up on your home, while you're there all alone
Put the motherf*ckin chrome to your motherf*ckin dome
Compare myself to Chapo, or maybe Al Capone
And make sure you don't forget to drop your voice real low
I got that lean, promethazine, just not sure why I need two cups
Drop some illuminati just to get my views up
The world is sleeping on me, who cares, they're all losers
These niggas can not see me 'specially when I'm auto-tuned up
One of these days Imma get my shine
MMXV triple-I is mine
Is it really a crime, if when I rhyme
I gotta do a little reach to fit the words inbeetwine?
All these fire ass lines? Stay on the bench
It don't make dollars then in don't make sense
Got benefits with friends, in my drop top Benz
Got ladies in my Mercedes and they swallowing my babies
Dick so long that she thought it'd never end
And my money long too, yeah you know this shit is true
Siamese if you please check the steez real nigga what up
And I ain't talkin' knife attacks when I tell you I cut her
Got good brain, something bout college
Y'all shit stains, then I rhyme that shit with knowledge
...Hol up, where da beat go?
Do you believe in life after love?
This that new new school, so I get a pass
Long as the kick knock, and the hats fast
Ain't no one gonna give a shit if my lyrics half-assed
Nigga, f*ck the greats, what do they know
I got a f*ckin' Lamborghini in my video
So if you heard some rap, and you heard some things
Go head and spit that shit back, nobody's listening
Just rolled up to this party got these bitches on the molly
Sippin' on Barcardi and we're hardly gettin' started
I am rich like a bitch, got these bottles and these models
Bragging bout my Swisher Sweets but they only cost like a dollar
I got too much chips! Where's the salsa
You came up in the club with your girl but now she a goner
In the cut, yo, feeling hella alive
I am so dope nigga schedule five
I'm hot like heat, I'm the shit but I don't smell
I'm a hard nigga fourteen on the Moh's scale
That's just the verse I know nobody gives a f*ck but yo I
Know you know the chorus so just put your hands up and say I'm Fly!
I'm Fly Like a Plane, I got no shame
Don't got a single original line to my name
I'm Fly Like a Plane, I got no shame
Don't got a single original line to my name
I'm Fly Like a Plane, I got no shame
Don't got a single original line to my name
I'm Fly Like a Plane, I got no shame
Don't got a single original line to my name
That's the hook yeah, I know you're feeling that
Poppin like my AK when I peel it back
Lookin' at a nigga with my finger on the trigger
But you've never touched a gun
Doesn't matter! Yeah I figured!
Yeah the roof is on fire, you're a fool I don't try
Poppin pussy, pop a E pill, then I watch it transpire
Get it? I'm sweatin, I'm bettin', the reference
Just went like way over your head, yeah I'm that condescending
When you write your own life, you're always in for the big win
I sold a dime bag once, I'm a kingpin
And f*ck all my haters! Yeah I got some
Even though this is the lead single off my debut album
Yeah I'm eatin niggas, lunchtime
Imma take a pause, punchline
Fans be eating up, dumb rhymes
Don't bore us get to the chorus don't piss your pants 'cause it's come time, and I'm fly!
I'm Fly Like a Plane, I got no shame
Don't got a single original line to my name
I'm Fly Like a Plane, I got no shame
Don't got a single original line to my name
I'm Fly Like a Plane, I got no shame
Don't got a single original line to my name
I'm Fly Like a Plane, I got no shame
Don't got a single original line to my name
Fly Like a Plane, that's aviation
And when you hear this shit I hope you f*cking change the station
Nothing wrong with turning up, don't worry you can leave the bass in
But I be like BRUH with these lyrics we've been hearing lately
Low effort, no effort, cornball shit that you'll wanna f*cking go deaf for
And you producers be no better, same hat and a kick since November
Say you're on your grind, like you're a go-getter, but you got 9 dudes penning your letters
Tryna stand with the King like Coretta, but you're never gonna stand toe to toe, never!
Chill it out, let it breathe
Just killed the track, the beat's bereaved
Long as you're buying, they gon' keep on selling
Shit, I don't give a f*ck, I'm gon' continue with the penning
Hold up I still had some left, kid
Run up on your home, while you're there all alone
Put the motherf*ckin chrome to your motherf*ckin dome
Compare myself to Chapo, or maybe Al Capone
And make sure you don't forget to drop your voice real low
I got that lean, promethazine, just not sure why I need two cups
Drop some illuminati just to get my views up
The world is sleeping on me, who cares, they're all losers
These niggas can not see me 'specially when I'm auto-tuned up
One of these days Imma get my shine
MMXV triple-I is mine
Is it really a crime, if when I rhyme
I gotta do a little reach to fit the words inbeetwine?
All these fire ass lines? Stay on the bench
It don't make dollars then in don't make sense
Got benefits with friends, in my drop top Benz
Got ladies in my Mercedes and they swallowing my babies
Dick so long that she thought it'd never end
And my money long too, yeah you know this shit is true
Siamese if you please check the steez real nigga what up
And I ain't talkin' knife attacks when I tell you I cut her
Got good brain, something bout college
Y'all shit stains, then I rhyme that shit with knowledge
...Hol up, where da beat go?
Do you believe in life after love?
Writer: Mononym
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid