Fly High

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Soulja Boy - Rap, Southern Rap

Fly High

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[Intro] 2DZ, baby Ayy [Verse 1] Got, got a whole lotta racks, got a whole lotta racks Got a whole lotta racks, got a whole lotta racks, got a whole lotta girls in the club Got a whole lotta guns, got a whole lotta money, got a whole lotta drugs Foreign whip when we pullin' up, all the girls on us All the girls on us, all the girls on us, ayy Ayy, I got racks in the back, blowin' on a sack Know I got a pack, foreign go fast Blowin' one, I fire, pass, blowin' on loud, got gas I'm ridin' in a foreign whip, you ain't even gotta ask Lotta girls in the front say, "What's up?" Poppin' bottles in the club Turnt up in the club, pool party goin' up And all the girls on us 'cause they like how we ride G6 when we fly high, she know I'm that [Chorus] You know I'm that guy, she know I'm that guy Me and my crew, we fly, my crew, we fly high My crew, we fly, my crew, we fly My crew, we fly, my crew, we fly, my crew [Verse 2] I pulled up wit' the racks, walked out with bottles Pulled up wit' bands, left with a whole lotta models G6 go fly high, we took too long All the girls go nuts 'cause my crew, we fly, don't bother Truey on my doffer, Gucci on my limb I'm ridin' in a Ferrari, they know who I am I hop out, Ferragamo, like a star We valet park foreign cars, my foreign whip autostart Brought bands to the club, left out wit' a whole lotta drugs Foreign whips when we ride, turnt up in the club Gold bottles of Ace of Spades, coolin', Gucci on my shades Lookin' through all of this gold, they already know, whoa [Chorus] You know I'm that guy, she know I'm that guy Me and my crew, we fly, my crew, we fly high My crew, we fly, my crew, we fly My crew, we fly, my crew, we fly, my crew

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Credits

Writers
  • Soulja Boy
  • Xay Scott