Текст песни Flying - S0K0

Damn, Donny made this
Hopped up in a jet you know we flying, private
So much drip on me not even trying, no stylist
Heard they want to run up, told 'em try it
They always been talking told 'em shut the fuck up be quiet

Shut the fuck up, be quiet
Made a big bag not even trying
I done ran it up, no lying
Opps be hella mad, they crying
I just pulled up (Up)
In that big body GLE truck (Truck)
Got the glocky, it's tucked (Tucked)
All this ice on me, I ain't see no puck
And we give no fucks (Fuck)
Ain't get shit from luck, we got it off the muscle
If you want bag got to run for it, little bro you got to hustle
Diamonds on my chain get to hitting (Hitting)
All them bitches finna tussle (Yeah)
Lil' bro you ain't stopping shit (Shit)
You get the bag then go and fumble (Yeah)
You get the bag then you fumble it, fumble it, fumble it, fumble it, fumble it (Fumble it)
Heard bro want that smoke
I ain't ducking it (Nah)
You trying to come around
Tell me who is you coming with
Big ass chop hold a hundred rounds (Yeah)
You know we be dumb equipped (Yeah, uh)
We not going down
Never knew you in the past, don't act like you know me now (No)
I know it ain't nobody gon' hold me down, uh
Thought you was my brother 'till you sold me out
You was never trying to help a fucking homie out
Never, uh

Hopped up in a jet you know we flying, private
So much drip on me not even trying, no stylist
Heard they want to run up, told 'em try it
They always been talking told 'em shut the fuck up be quiet