fly young
• Written by tyniah
I fly cause I'm young
See, i'm second to no one
So now she picks up the gun
And i am one of one
Yeah bitch this date's done
They'll have to rename this one
Savin' up 24 bullets with gun
They had a hell of a run
Tryna find the one
I'm a son of gun
When it's all said and done
Miami nights, ain't another one
Top ranked, number one my son
So pun... it's no new shit and it ain't no fun
Why me, i say it cause we number one
Dub a.l.e., such a son of a gun
All the girls really want is fun
And i'mma show you how the south was won
Cold, my style making my nose run
It's cole, won't lie, won't stop 'til the race is won
Snapping necks and records in matter of seconds check 'em son
I mean wow and i’m wowed, no one compares, you must have won
Yet, it is forever and a day to forgive and forget one
And put your ankles in some boards and pissy water for fun
And thinkin 'bout it, i'm goin and gettin another one
Dropping my gunor as high as a kite hitting hoes for
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tyniah
Member since December 7 2014