[Hook]
Ain't no use in tryin' to lie
You know we be ridin' fly
All that stuff you tryin' to buy
Boy, you know we be twice as fly
We do this
I'll show you how to do this
I'm probably the coolest
I'll show you how to do this
I'll show you how to do this shit
[Verse 1]
I got a drop 430, rims so purty
Shut ya lil gallardo down, closed curtain
Ya got a Murcielago, I got a McLaren for it
Baller of the year, I oughta win a award
I got money offshore that I made off tour
Cash stashed in a paper bag from a whore
Some from the 'dro, some all blow
Never go broke, but I still want mo'
Ya ain't gettin' nothing pimpin' if ya ain't gettin' dough
Ya got a bitch and you wonder why she ain't gettin' low
But she freakin' with fo'
Shit, if you was tryin' to be fly, I suggest you try a little more, nigga
[Hook]
[Verse 2]
Who ya ever seen under thirty this fly?
Playa house South Beach, top floor, it's a tie
And this'll never stop, I'll do this shit 'til I die
Then after that, consider me a ribbon in the sky
I'm G4 flyin', big boat buyin'
Land in Miami then I sail to a island
My Cali crew high in the hills, I ain't lyin'
Man, them bitches get high in anything they tryin'
I got cars I don't know about, money I don't know about
3 or 4 movies, get a 100K a show about
10 mil in real estate, make them niggas really hate
What I care about it? I ain't like them niggas anyway
[Hook]
[Verse 3]
I'm a fool with the bitches, I talk, they listen
Funny thing, all I gotta say is, let's get it
And my mouth piece sweet, but my dick game vicious
Plus, I'm paid, but they already rich, they ain't trippin'
She can tell I'm fly first time she ride wit' me
S65, who ride the 550?
King worldwide, God of my city
Yeah, them other niggas say that they hard, but not really
Coupe super clean, shut all the cars down
I got 50 G's on me, I'll tear the mall down
Use to be in the germ, in the summer home now
One in Cabo, one in Miami, think I'll go to Rome now