Fly Away

Lyrics

[Verse 1: Payroll Giovanni] Top dropped, Glock cocked, smelling like Creed Big bankroll in my muhfuckin' jeans Following the navi to a cold one Told her, "Come outside" soon as I roll up Uh Now we rolling, she asking, "Where we going?" I told her, "Sit back, relax, and kick back" Pulled up to a restaurant, she said, "It look packed" I said, "Not for us, cause we going through the back" Walk in, sit in the booth, order meals It cost me two bills for the bill Let's hit a bar and chill Order some margaritas Whatever happen after that, blame it on tequila We in a two-seater, now we headin' to the suite Swept her off her feet, I know she had a good night Then I put her ass to sleep Woke her up like, "Come on, let's catch a flight" Let's fly away [Bridge: Payroll Giovanni & Big Quis] Yeah That's just a day in the life, you know? That's nothing When you fuckin' with a real nigga You got some friends, though? I got a homeboy that get it just like how I get it Let me introduce you to my nigga Big Quis My turn [Verse 2: Big Quis] You can catch flies with honey But I was taught that you can catch more honeys being fly Sweetie awkward, actin' funny If you want it, I'mma buy it I'm really getting money, gone and take it, don't be shy Babygirl I'm far from boring, hop yo ass inside this foreign Where we going? Andiamo's, Benihana's or The Morton's? I'm fucking other hoes, but right now you most important But that's just how I'm cut, I think I need some Neosporin Fuck some Jordans, I'mma keep you in some Christian Loub's Taking flights and switching views Counting cheese and sipping Veuve Clicquot Turn a good girl to a freak hoe I got a lot of pull And a pocket full of c-notes Getting suites at the casino Beat it up in the jacuzzi Real shit, good dick'll turn a bitch into a groupie Yo ex nigga goofy Being broke is not a game I got change Take this first class ticket Get on this plane Let's fly away