We So Fly - Intellectual

[Verse 1: Gucci Mane]

Girl you so fucking fine

And I still want to make you mine

I still can’t get you out my mind

I think about you all the time

I recognize you on the grind

Well I still want to make you mine

I want to fuck you from behind

I want to kiss you one more time

We broke up, felt like I’m dying

I said I didn’t but I was lying

Baby remember how we shine

We never once stood in a line

We smoking kush and sipping wine

My bitch so motherfucking fly

Look, we smoking kush and sipping wine

I want to fuck you from behind

She used to be my ride or die

But fly little butterfly, fly, fly

My bitch so motherfucking fly

She used to be my ride or die

I want to look her in her eyes

And tell her fly fly fly

I know you living in the sky

But baby girl so do I

You balling hard and so do I

I think it’s time you recognize

Hair by Versace, jump out the big body

Pomegranate Maserati, seats green, Wasabi

Tiger blood and emblems, rose gold from dentist

Massage by Liz Claiborne, collect call from Maury

Married life is boring, my house is four stories

Tell ghost stories to Coly, then on planes in France

Two months in advance, shower big enough for eight

Pour a seven in my grape Fanta, second glance, diamonds dancing

Diamonds dancing in New Hampshire

She used to be my ride or die

I want to look her in her eyes

And tell her fly fly fly

I know you living in the sky

But baby girl so do I

You balling hard and so do I

I think it’s time you recognize