West Dayton - Let It Fly (feat. $ir JD & P@xx) Songtexte

Songtexte Let It Fly (feat. $ir JD & P@xx) - West Dayton




Imma let it fly
Let It Fly (yeah)
Imma Let It Fly
Let It Fly
Imma Let It Fly
Imma Let It Fly
Imma Let It Fly
Imma Let It Fly
Let It Fly (yeah)
Imma Let It Fly
Let It Fly
Imma Let It Fly
Imma Let It Fly (bing)
Imma Let It Fly
Imma let it fly
Woah, damn, woah
Imma let it fly, uh
Imma let it fly, woah
Imma let it fly, on this beat you know I glide
S.R.T, you I drive
Threw Chanel now
Now she fancy
Throw some guap
Now she dancin
Sam Fisher
I'm Tom Clancy
Hit him, now he lagging
Hollows gon' hit him and Knock off his top
Smoke like Rasta, the Bombaclot
Fuck on yo bitch, I ain't tyin' no knot (Uh, wait)
Not much for romancin
Niggas been focused, I'm on the advancements (Uh, wait)
My Cartier's dancin
Black with the red like I'm Marilyn Manson
Walk in this bitch and I'm rockin' Supreme
Pop me an addy, I feel so complete
Don't need a lie, I just say what it be
Shout out to Shaddy, all we know is eat
Runnin' this shit like a track meet
She put on my chain, now this hoe is geek
She got that fire, I hit her on beat
I got that fire, I'm bringin' the heat
I'ma Let It Fly
Let It Fly (yeah)
I'ma Let It Fly
Let It Fly
I'ma Let It Fly
I'ma Let It Fly
I'ma Let It Fly
I'ma Let It Fly
Let It Fly
I'ma Let It Fly
Let It Fly
I'ma Let It Fly
I'ma Let It Fly
I'ma Let It Fly
Pray to the Lord, I been havin' sins
Steppin' on niggas in brand new timbs
My name him, ain't fuckin' with them
Lettin' him fly, I give him a trim
Shawty pulled up and brought three of her friends
She on her knees, just hurtin' her shins
Couple of thousands see through my lens
They in the Chevy and we in the Benz
I told her slide for the pull up, pull up
But I won't share my cup, oh nah
Been hustlin' since I was a pup, yeah
Born star, don't need no luck, yeah
Getting head in a demon truck, yeah
Just to keep it a buck, yeah
22 and I'm keepin' it tucked, yeah
If you reach, you fucked, yeah, yeah
If you reach, then you fucked
It's goin' up, I'ma hit in the clutch
She gobblin' me up until I erupt
She screamin' my name, I'm deep in them guts
That booty so fat, I look with disgust
I get what I want, not hearin' no buts
Niggas not serious, get left in the dust
My nigga, we do this, this shit is not luck
They hatin' on us, cause our pockets robust
Yo girl comin' through, her uber out front
I DM my friend, you know I'ma let it fly
Let it fly, yeah, I'ma let it fly
Let it fly, I'ma let it fly
I'ma let it fly, yeah
I'ma let it fly, let it fly, yeah
I'ma let it fly, let it fly, yeah
I'ma let it fly, yea
I'ma let it fly, yeah



Autor(en): Cameron Crockett



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