FLYTROOP

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Yeat - Rap, Electronic

FLYTROOP

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[Chorus] (Why they stop and stare, huh? 'Cause they know I'm famous) (We don't play it fair, huh, uh, playin' on flagrants) Huh, I'm a fly soldier, I'm a fly troop Uh, I'm a king high, I'm on king moon (Phew) We on X too (Yeah) Huh, come for necks too (Yeah, crazy) Come outside, yeah, with a gun, and we get you, shoot Pop outside, send a parachute (Yeah, crazy) I'm a God compared to you (Bih', already said, woo) You a lil' ass shrimp (Bih', I already said), I'm a barracuda (Woo, okay) It's embarrassin' comparison (Bih', already said, woo) Uh (Bih'), I could barely stand, I could barely sit Scary, when you pop outside, don't it get scary? When you clear up old lies (Phew, it's said), don't it get scary? Holdin' up the weight on your shoulder, you can't carry (Woo) Yeah, we call you six feet, 'cause wе get you buried (Woo-ooh) Everybody bе on the same shit Every time I fuck up somethin' else, I make the lane switch Every time (Err), I do some for myself, I make the payments Every time (Phew), I do some for myself, know shit get dangerous I could tell you normal life ain't comin', 'cause shit get dangerou-ous I could smell your bullshit over here, like I work in fragrance Why they stop and stare, huh? 'Cause they know I'm famous We don't play it fair, huh, uh, we playin on flagrants [Chorus] ('Cause they know I'm famous) (Uh, we playin on flagrants) Huh, I'm a fly soldier, I'm a fly troop (Woo) Uh, I'm a king high, I'm on king moon (Woo, ha-whoo) (Phew) We on X too (Yeah) Huh, come for necks too (Yeah, crazy) (Ahh) Come outside, yeah, with a gun, and we get you, shoot (Ahh) Pop outside, send a parachute (Yeah, crazy) I'm a God compared to you (Bih', already said, woo) You a lil' ass shrimp (Bih', I already said), I'm a barracuda (Woo, okay) It's embarrassin' comparison (Bih', already said, woo) Uh (Bih', woo), I could barely stand, I could barely sit Scary, when you pop outside, don't it get scary? When you clear up old lies (Phew, it's said), don't it get scary? Holdin' up the weight on your shoulder, you can't carry Yeah, we call you six feet, 'cause we get you buried (Woo-ooh) Everybody be on the same shit Every time I fuck up somethin' else, I make the lane switch Every time (Err), I do some for myself, I make the payments Every time (Phew), I do some for myself, know shit get dangerous I could tell you normal life ain't comin', 'cause shit get dangerou-ous I could smell your bullshit over here, like I work in fragrance Why they stop and stare, huh? 'Cause they know I'm famous We don't play it fair, huh, uh, we playin on flagrants

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  • Yeat
  • Synthetic
  • sharkboy
  • omgzanoza
  • ​xbrvdy