Fly

Lyrics

[Intro] Damn, dylAn, I see you all flexed up and shit now. Dressed up all in the MSFTS and shit, dawg. The short shorts on, bro? Nigga, look at them glutes, man, I ain't on some sus shit, dawg. You know you my nigga, right? [Chorus: dylAn] And I'm flexin' like my dad (True) Can't get an Uber, call a cab (Who?) Told you I'm done bein' sad (Ayy) Wait, on the way (Way) Tryna skrrt where you are (Skrrt) Told you I don't have a car (Car) I guess I can meet up tomorrow, I'm fly As fuck... and I'm flexin' like my homies Swear to God I think I'm Stovie (What up?) Or Tag Reed, maybe D'Artiste (What up Daniel?) [Verse 1: dylAn & Jaden Smith] On the way (Swag), tryna- where you are (Are) Told you I don't have a car (Car) Told you I don't have a car (Fly) But I had to turn around ('Round) Didn't know I was in town (No) Shoulda hit you when I touched down, that's it (It) So I had to take a trip So I had to do a flip (Flip) Too much standin' up, I had to sit (Sit) And fuck it, I'll throw a parade (Uh) And I'm flexin' like I'm Gabe (Gabe, yeah, yeah) And I'm flexin' like I'm gay (Yeah, yeah) Life of the party (Yah, yah) Life of the- uh, have a sip, yeah Who you know gon' be this fly with a set of twins on a swing set? [Interlude: dylAn & Jaden Smith] Not too sure... I have no idea (Yeah, you know I'm too fly) But I'm fly Yeah, you really are, youngblood (Too fly) [Chorus: dylAn & Jaden Smith] I'm fly (Skrrt) And I'm flexin' like my dad (Flex, yeah) Can't get an Uber, call a cab (Yeah, cab) Told you I'm done bein' sad (I am) Ayy, on the way Tryna- where you are (Are) Told you I don't have a car (Car) I guess I can meet up tomorrow (Tomorrow) Ayy, and I'm flexin' like my homies (Homies) Swear to God I think I'm Stovie (Stovie) Or Tag Reed, maybe D'Artiste [Bridge: Jaden Smith] And you know I'm too fly Yeah, yeah, yeah you know I'm too fly Ooh [Verse 2: Quatho & dylAn] Fly just like a jet (Jet) Hangin' outside like we're rich Shawty hit my line and said I'm fly (Fly) I don't respond to my texts (Texts) But if you call me collect My phone will pick up and that's on the fly (Fly, fly) I don't sip, I cry She left my dick behind and told me, "Little nigga, bye-bye" (Yeah, peace out) Said she tryna slide, I asked her why she lyin' And she told me she don't even know why Sippin' Hennessy like wine Every time I feel the vibe, got a nigga gon' die But I... tell myself that I'll be fine 'Cause I'm super fuckin' fly You can call me Super- [Verse 3: dylAn] Short shorts, I'm legit (Legit) You see me leavin' from the 6 (6) I'm in Calabasas with my clique Nails painted, I'm the bomb (Bomb) I think I'm flexin' like my mom (Mom) Nigga, just left the salon (Salon) Skate, skate, and I got my Vans on (On) Got my fuckin' Vans on Like the other night, like Solange ('Lange) [Interlude: dylAn & Jaden Smith] (Yeah, yeah, ayy) Who the fuck is dylAn? (Yeah, they know I'm too fly) I'm fly, "yeah, you really are" (Yeah, yeah, they know I'm too fly) I'm fly (Fly) (Yeah, they know I'm too fly) [Chorus: dylAn] And I'm flexin' like my dad (Dad) Can't get an Uber, call a cab (Cab) Told you I'm done bein' sad (I am) No more tears Tryna- where you are (Are) Told you I don't have a car (Car) I guess I can meet up tomorrow (Skrrt) [Outro: dylAn & Jaden Smith] On the way And the- uh, make my chest hurt And I feel like Quatho Nigga, flex on Western (Western) Yeah, they know I'm too fly Yeah, they know I'm too fly And you know I'm too fly And you know I'm too fly