k'vaughn - Fly Boy Shit

Put it on my neck, I put it on my wrist too
Trench coat, got me colder than a igloo
Mike I got your bitch too, now how you digging that?
We out in Cincinnati, gladly come and get her back
But for the moment, I'mma do it like the old days
Let the flow play, get the motherfuckin' Rosé
She go both ways, so I tell her call get a friend
We do it, then we settle down, we do it again
Check, your homeboy ain't got a thang on Slim, ma
Matter fact, these niggas wish that they was him, ma
Yes, I got 'em looking at the brightest star in the sky
His babymomma want another and I wonder why
Probably cause I'm top flight, first class type
The kind of nigga, other niggas really don't like
And that's alright
I'm on my fly boy shit tonight
I'm on my fly boy shit for life. kyuh!

Written by:
k’vaughn stewart

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