Flying Spur Lyrics

I tried to stay up out that mix

Once we walk down with that stick, what you gone do

Bro just popped that 30, I had to pop one too

Up in that Flying Spur, man what we gone get into

Okay, cool interior peanut butter, Cullinan got the red guts

I like how she look, stay with the best ones

Yeah, we had to shut him up, he talk out his gums

Yeah, just counting through them hunnids, they hurtin' my thumbs

I don't like his tone, better get yo homie

She see my wrist piece, she all up on me

Gotta keep them sticks up in that crib feel like I ain't at peace

Yeah, he just runnin' his mouth, he ain't tryna get up with me

Better stand on shit you sayin' when you think bout crossin' me

Hardheaded ute, boy you ain't the boss of me

Man, what you wanna do

These niggas ain't wanna box with me

Niggas out here actin' somebody, get em a nominee

Yeah, that shit so crazy I really gave you all of me

Bitch your ass a dub, I really gave you all of me

Why the fuck

Slide up on em, put shit up the fastest

I brought your ho inside my mini mansion

Pull out bankroll, got your bitch dancin'

I'm on my own and I ain't need you to begin with

I'm in that Chrome Heart kickin' it with Villains

Behind my niggas, I'll drop a village

It ain't no feelings inside the streets, it ain't no feelings

Stack them racks up to the ceiling

Put some mileage on the foreign soon as we buy it

Yeah, where that energy at? Why shit get quiet

I can put that shit on by myself, I don't need no Stylist

I don't even gotta try and this bitch on my body

I done been through it all, lied to and all

Brodie told me stand tall, cause I don't need them all

Nigga, fuck the public you know MTF just ball

They wanna see my brothers fall, but I ain't with that at all

I tried to stay up out that mix

Once we walk down with that stick, what you gone do

Bro just popped that 30, I had to pop one too

Up in that Flying Spur, man, what we gone get into

Okay, cool interior peanut butter, Cullinan got the red guts

I like how she look, stay with the best ones

Yeah, we had to shut him up, he talk out his gums

Yeah, just counting through them hunnids, they hurtin' my thumbs