Fly as Hell (Explicit)

(Aeros')

(It's like screaming, where no one can hear)

I get high and I think I can fly (Yeah)

Get so high that I think I'ma die (Yeah)

***, I'm fly than a bird in the sky

I stay with them birds, we move like the mob (Move like the mob)

My brother pop shit, 4th of July (July)

And we might have to pop him, won't let that slide (Won't let that slide)

***, I'm in this Maybach, alright

I'm in this brand new Rick, disguised (Okay, come on)

This some new ** I got off of Grailed

All black shades, it's brand new Chanel (Brand new shit)

Brand new ho, she straight out of Yale (Brand new ho)

She just throwin' that brain like it's Yale (Come on)

As soon as I get in that shit, make her yell

But I know she gon' get too attached, I can tell (I can tell)

Freak ***, she ride me slow like a snail (Yeah)

I told her hit hard on the net like a bell (Let's go)

And I told that ***,"Don't lie" (Yeah)

I showed her this life and she won't lie

Show you I'm the one, they be outside (Yeah)

And we gon' do *** with all my guys

In a smooth fit, I feel like God

And we don't care about shit, ***, I get high

Kick back, I do what I want all the time (What I want)

Kick back on the stick, it'll blow yo' mind

I be cooler than a *** and I know that

I'm cool on the beat, I start snappin' like Kodak

The first thing I ask this lil' ***,"Where the throat at?"

Then I'm asking her,"Like, you gon' throw that?"

Then I put out my **, she gon' hold that

She got that BBL, she gon' throw back (Throw back)

Chanel, double CC be on my coat back

That ain't my ho, let me get my coat back

Expressin' myself off this mother**in' Perc 10

Yeah, yeah-yeah

There's a lotta this ** that I talk about on songs that ain't on the surface

If I gotta spill my blood, it's worth it, yeah

I spill my blood and now I'm high as **

I spilt the blood, I'm going super up, yeah

Yeah, we just pulled up in that big body truck

Psych, like, who got a problem? Pull up

Got this Glock 17 and it's doin' push-up's (It's doin' push-up's)

He just gon' talk on the net, won't push up

If it's up with me, boy, then you know that it's stuck

Throw up the shot and you know that it's stuck (Damn)

Lil' ***, I'm fly in the pent' like a dove

I get high and I think I can fly (Yeah)

Get so high that I think I'ma die (Yeah)

***, I'm fly than a bird in the sky

I stay with them birds, we move like the mob (Move like the mob)

My brother pop shit, 4th of July (July)

And we might have to pop him, won't let that slide (Won't let that slide)

***, I'm in this Maybach, alright

I'm in this brand new Rick, disguised (Okay, come on)

Yeah-yeah

Yeah-yeah