Fly Shit

I might be the sauciest thing since Prego
Nigga yeah (That boy Cass') Ah, ah

I talk fly shit, ha ah ah
I got your slime rich, ha ah ah
Call me Juvenile, ha ah ah
She wan' fuck me now, ha ah ah
I talk fly shit, I take flight bitch
I had to shine, bitch, I had to shine, bitch
Look at my wrist, look at my bitch
I got green on me, bitch, I'm Irish

We gon' light for real
Guns in the back for real
Came from the bottom of the bottom
Put him on track for real
I got them still in denial, flex
I got a sinister complex
Whole lot of drip in my mindset
I can't be into the nonsense, nah
Pull up in the 6, baby
I cannot be cuffin' a bitch
All of you bitches fuckin' on my partners
I will not be caught up
And brought up for shit
Nigga, I'm fresh in the fit, pepper the mint
Look how I come in that bih'
Shawty all bummy, she wanna come fuck me
She know that that shit is a definite lick
I was in the hood I just had a stand off

I talk fly shit, ha ah ah
I got your slime rich, ha ah ah
Call me Juvenile, ha ah ah
She wan' fuck me now, ha ah ah
I talk fly shit, I take flight bitch
I had to shine, bitch, I had to shine, bitch
Look at my wrist, look at my bitch
I got green on me, bitch, I'm Irish