Lyrical Analysis of...
Fly shit
- //intro (0:19)
- Hey shortie, wait up
- Ha just kiddin', got my own bitches over here
- //chorus (0:29)
- Roll some joints and lets get fried
- Im tryna' smoke but you tryna' hide
- Roast that kush, its okay in my book
- My money long, my dick the bomb
- Me sky high, my bitch on earth
- Money in the bank, weed roller in her purse
- Double A kush in my eyelids
- Goin to shop for that fly shit
- //vers 1 (0:44)
- Bad broad, light skin, hood niggas, white friends
- She will look like Scooby Doo
- Cause she be smokin them doobies too
- Soon I'll be getting all tattoos
- Fuck some bitch in the privateroom
- After hoe smoked that THC
- She'll do everything including a B n J
- Inhale, exhale
- I grow them plants in the right scale
- Oh I just found out
- I wanna make a cocktail
- Mix some gin, mix some ice
- I'm gonna get fucked up tonight
- And hit the hay to the left and right
- Don't you stop me in the club tonight
- //bridge 1(1:13)
- Fuck they always better
- Proved them wrong so give me lighter
- Golden leafs so facking lit
- Booze on me and weed on me
- Hoes on me and all on me
- I offer evrything!!!
- So start fucking flyyyyy!!
- //chorus (1:28)
- Roll some joints and lets get fried
- Im tryna' smoke but you tryna' hide
- Roast that kush, its okay in my book
- My money long, my dick the bomb
- Me sky high, my bitch on earth
- Money in the bank, weed roller in her purse
- Double A kush in my eyelids
- Goin to shop for that fly shit
- Roll some joints and lets get fried
- Im tryna' smoke but you tryna' hide
- Roast that kush, its okay in my book
- My money long, my dick the bomb
- Me sky high, my bitch on earth
- Money in the bank, weed roller in her purse
- Double A kush in my eyelids
- Goin to shop for that fly shit
- //vers 2 (1:58)
- All my tricks soon start to blows
- Knowing how to fuck with all them O's
- Ghost inhale is a mystery
- So soon I'm going on a blowin spree
- Start the morning' with some bakin'
- I get so stoned, my brain starts chakin'
- I rip that fuckin bong up
- My munchies will fuck the neurons up
- //(2:13)
- Welcome to my hometown
- I ain't no fucking party clown
- I control this shit
- If you fuck with me you get a roll up visit
- I don't like all them violence
- I just wanna smoke that sativence
- You can smell it from down the hall
- What weed you smoke can get you far
- //bridge 2 (2:28)
- Drinkin all that Daniel's Jack
- Blazin' up that purple sack
- Nigg' I'm from the Swedenburg
- Now roll the fuckin' cali herb
- Puff, puff, pass and puff, puff, pass
- Keep the roach if you smoke it last
- Everyone else so tired high
- I'm rollin' watchin' Family Guy
- //chorus (2:42)
- Roll some joints and lets get fried
- Im tryna' smoke but you tryna' hide
- Roast that kush, its okay in my book
- My money long, my dick the bomb
- Me sky high, my bitch on earth
- Money in the bank, weed roller in her purse
- Double A kush in my eyelids
- Goin to shop for that fly shit
- Roll some joints and lets get fried
- Im tryna' smoke but you tryna' hide
- Roast that kush, its okay in my book
- My money long, my dick the bomb
- Me sky high, my bitch on earth
- Money in the bank, weed roller in her purse
- Double A kush in my eyelids
- Goin to shop for that fly shit
- //vers 3 (3:12)
- I just torched another L
- When police came no one tell
- We continue Times Square
- With a bottle Crystal clear
- We got the swishers and the booze
- Cause that is what we absterbuse
- Bitches do it shotgun
- We always do it premium
LYRICAL GRADE
B-
RHYME DENSITY
0
RHYME LENGTH
Rhyme Syllables
129
Total Syllables
787
Rhyming Lines
91/118
Unique Words
46.7%
Slang
9.1%
Profanity
6%
Avg. Syllables Per Word
1.27
Word Cloud
hey shortie wait up ha kiddin' bitches over here roll joints lets fried im tryna' smoke hide roast kush okay book money long dick bomb sky high bitch earth bank weed roller purse doublea eyelids goin shop fly shit bad broad light skin hood niggas white friends look scooby doo cause smokin doobies soon i'll getting tattoos fuck privateroom hoe smoked thc she'll everything including b n j inhale exhale grow plants right scale oh found out wanna make cocktail mix gin ice i'm gonna fucked tonight hit hay left don't stop club always better proved wrong give lighter golden leafs facking lit booze hoes offer evrything start fucking flyyyyy tricks blows knowing o's ghost mystery going blowin spree morning' bakin' stoned brain starts chakin' rip fuckin bong munchies neurons welcome hometown ain't party clown control visit violence sativence smell down hall far drinkin daniel's jack blazin' purple sack nigg' swedenburg now fuckin' cali herb puff pass keep roach last everyone tired rollin' watchin' family guy torched another l police came one tell continue times square bottle crystal clear swishers absterbuse shotgun premium
Profanity
bitches, dick, bitch, shit, niggas, Fuck, fucked, fucking, fuck, fuckin, Bitches
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