On The Fly
Hans-Joachim Roedelius Lyrics


Uh huh, yea, uh huh
Uh huh, uh huh
(I'm like shew bitch, shew bitch)
I'm like shew bitch, bye nigga
Treat you like a fly
Get a bitch to suck ya dick, and set you up cuz you ain't my nigga
(Nahhh)
Take ya shit and all ya five figures
'Member days I had my Lincoln, I would really split that five wit ya (Nigga)
Back to the basics
Niggas got food imma take it
Imma do what I do, and I'm keeping shit up like I'm looking at money wit faces
White bitch flirtatious, she tryna fuck but that bunny lil racist
Yo daddy would buy what you want, and my pops on the phone in a different location
But fuck it, all of my struggles jus made me the man
Baby I made the first dollar at 9, then I jus turned that lil figure to bands
And you niggas don't put in no work, and you niggas is quick to jus flex for the gram
And since niggas got all this money I'm taxing these niggas like I'm Uncle Sam
(Gimme that bread lil nigga)
You put all ya bros in a jam
They start cooperating with the ham
Still am not cooperating wit the fam
Really had a lotta haters in the plan
And I had to cut em all out, like I got the guap and paper in a can
And most of these niggas is talk you can have a conversation wit the hand
I'm like shew bitch, bye nigga
Treat you like a fly
Get a bitch to suck ya dick, and set you up cuz you ain't my nigga
(Nahhh)
Take ya shit and all ya five figures
'Member days I had my Lincoln, I would really split that five wit ya (Nigga)
Shorty don't play wimme
I'm jus tryna get from A to B
And My nigga he standing right here, rolling the fronto, doing it faithfully (Yeaa)
And these niggas throwing me blessings, I don't give a fuck cuz they doing hatefully (And Yeaa)
My bro turning up in the session, said "do it again" cuz there wasn't no fake in me
And shawty she want me to fuck, blowing her back out, she like "it's aching me"
I told her I don't think she taking me
But she throw it back like a Haitian freak
Lil shawty a trooper
Breaking her in so I'm fucking her patiently
She all on the gram saying she gotta girl, she switching up sides free agency
And after we fucking, we smoking gelato
All on my body like I was the lotto
And no you cannot spend the night cuz the last time I checked you don't look like Mulatto
I honestly feel I should fuck niggas up but I hold that shit in like Chicago
I do any damage, they taking my government name, and they taking that shit to the 5-O
I'm like shew bitch, bye nigga
Treat you like a fly
Get a bitch to suck ya dick, and set you up cuz you ain't my nigga
(Nahhh)
Take ya shit and all ya five figures
'Member days I had my Lincoln, I would really split that five wit ya (Nigga)


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Written by: Cheston Bulgin

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