YF - Flyy Trap Gumbo Lyrics

Took her to the crib, she think it's Seychelles
Baby bring all of ya' friends
I got the bells and they get to ringing
You ain't no gangsta if you get caught, Don't count as fraud if you never been caught
I ain't gon lie I ain't never been in court
And I trap I ain't never do no fraud
And I'm a dog don't eat dog food
I don't eat dog more

Sweep your block I'm just doing my chores
Story time, Condo like 18 stories
She sniffin' the cane, she pop her a bean she finna go crazy
She in a Ford, she used to Mercedes
She for the gang you say that's your lady
You think she do track the way that she Chase me

She said I'm her type, she wanna chase
I'm bout my cheque bigger than chase
I talk to the plug don't tell me 'bout lace
Don't buss a sweat this ain't no race
I told lil shawty let's go with my pace
She get to her knees like I'm her grace

I'm used to murder and robberies
Moving this weight, no calories
If I ain't trapping it's melodies
She buying my weed and she fanning me

I got em keys in a scullery
And I got bars, no felonies
She said she geekin off ketamins
And I am trippin off LSD

Moncler Puffs, Rocking that Jacket in the Trenches
Ain't no sweat, sauce your miss in Tracks
Demon Babies, slanging them packs everyday
Youngin Flyy, Put that shit on everyday
Moncler Puffs, Rocking that Jacket in the Trenches
Ain't no sweat, sauce your miss in Tracks
Demon Babies, slanging them packs everyday
Youngin Flyy, Put that shit on everyday

My girl she's a diva
She don't want me to leave her
She don't want me to leave her
She keep callin' my phone
She like snorting on Bieber
I line that shit up
I line that shit up she lines like Adidas
Them vibes they heads is spinning
It's spinning
They building the snow my with cocaina
Pretty mammi she don't drink,
Don't smoke, she a'ight,
She skraight, she sippin' on clean soda

I'm so Flyy occupation a pilot
I'm so Flyy I be styling the stylists
I'm a God they call me "Your Flyyness"

I'm so flyy I'm schooling the pilot
He asking me "where are we flying?"
Told him "hmmm, maybe Hawaii ?"

Straight from the block to the show
Don't you slip on my drip
When it's time, man I pop out, I show off
These boys they Flyy as a kite
And you know they ain't just got it, they show it
How you think that you "Flyy" boy you average
Cop a crib twice the price as the Patek
How I came up? The shit I been through?
You can't question my stripes, ain't no fool
I get booked like a library at school
And I charge like a lawyer after school
All that bullshit leave that to the internet
Had to cut off my friends for a better check
Had to cut off my friends, brought my brothers in
Even if it's a Ford, every car that I drive is a beast
It be turning lil shawties to freaks
You think she a saint but damn it, lil shawty a freak
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Moncler Puffs, Rocking that Jacket in the Trenches
Ain't no sweat, sauce your miss in Tracks
Demon Babies, slanging them packs everyday
Youngin Flyy, Put that shit on everyday
Moncler Puffs, Rocking that Jacket in the Trenches
Ain't no sweat, sauce your miss in Tracks
Demon Babies, slanging them packs everyday
Youngin Flyy, Put that shit on everyday

I'm used to Murder and Robberies
If I ain't trapping its melodies

She said she geeking off ketamine's
And I got bars no felony's