Fly As Hell Lyrics

Ay, bitch

Ugly hoes be testin me

Cops keep harassing me

Quit texting me

Bitch I got the recipe

Yea, BANKBOYZ

Ay

I just smoked another ounce

And now I'm high as hell

I just ran me up a bag and now I'm fly as hell

I Love my brother cause I know he would never tell

Free my brother It ain't right he sitting in a cell

I just smoked another ounce

And now I'm high as hell

I just ran me up a bag and now I'm fly as hell

Crash the whip. Lock me up than I made bail

Runnin up onna opp, he gon rest in hell

Put my trust in my brothers it will never fail

Touchdowns every fucking week like the NFL

Tripple seal the mail so I know it will never smell

Beating on the block with my 40

Yeah bitch I'm in the field

I ain't really fucking with you

Cause I can see the real

You a hot head off of the drugs

Man I don't need a pill

Bad bitches all on my dick don't need no BBL

I just smoke another fucking ounce and now I'm

Bitch

I just smoked another ounce

And now I'm high as hell

I just ran me up a bag and now I'm fly as hell

I Love my brother cause I know he would never tell

Free my brother It ain't right he sitting in a cell

I just smoked another ounce

And now I'm high as hell

I just ran me up a bag and now I'm fly as hell

Crash the whip. Lock me up than I made bail

Runnin up onna opp he gon rest in hell

Someone Tell me why these ugly bitches testin me

Someone tell me why the cops keep harassing me

I told yo ass before you

Just a nut so bitch quit texting me

Just come fuck with the team I got the recipe

Rest in peice

Tell your bother go and rest in price

I just front my brother bricks

And than he run it back to me

Acting scary with the blick

I Told him pass it back to me

In the section hoes getting freaky

Off the hennesy

But now I'm sipping casamigo

I'm with deeno

He said he gonna catch us lacking

We gon see tho

This 40 gonna get to popping

Shoot jalipinio

Lay him in that closed casket

Ain't no tuxito

Shawty I'm so faded

I can hardly even see tho

I'm Drinking 1942

I'm not sipping Tito

I'm leaning in the matrix

I've been moving like I'm Neo

I Got 2 bad bitches told them

Let's go have a trio

Gang

I Run up take yo shit just like I'm Deebo

I just hit the plug and than i ran him back a kilo

Money coming in I'm feeling just like a casino

I'm riding down town in your city bumping rio

Gang

I just smoked another ounce

And now I'm high as hell

I just ran me up a bag and now I'm fly as hell

I Love my brother cause I know he would never tell

Free my brother It ain't right he sitting in a cell

I just smoked another ounce

And now I'm high as hell

I just ran me up a bag and now I'm fly as hell

Crash the whip. Lock me up than I made bail

Runnin up onna opp he gon rest in hell