Dababy - Get Fly lyrics

[Intro] ​d.a. got that dope [Chorus: OHGEESY] You gotta get fly just to listen to this sh*t Got a brand new Glock, Scottie Pippen in the clip But I ain't Scottie Pippen, I be pimpin' on a b*tch You a su*ka ass ni**a, way you listen to the b*tch [Verse 1: OHGEESY] I be fu*kin' with these hoes and I'm flippin' with my clip You be cuffin' on these hoes and you kissin' on that b*tch I'm on that young ni**a sh*t Got a big 'ol bag 'cause I'm young and I'm rich How you take Wockhardt when my young finna sip? Better tuck your chain 'cause my young finna trip Fifteen double O, what I spent on my kicks Got 007 type guns in my crib Make one wrong move, you gettin' left in this b*tch And I put that on God, on my set and my b*tch On my set and my b*tch Make one wrong move, you gettin' left in this b*tch And I put that on God, on my set and my b*tch, ayy [Chorus: OHGEESY & DaBaby] You gotta gеt fly just to listen to this sh*t (ni**a) Got a brand new Glock, Scottie Pippеn in the clip (Huh?) But I ain't Scottie Pippen, I be pimpin' on a b*tch (Go) You a su*ka ass ni**a, way you listen to the b*tch [Verse 2: DaBaby] Huh, slick pimpin', b*tches want in (Slick pimpin') I tell a b*tch to swim, she gon' jump in How you get the money to pay for studios way back then? (How you do that there?) Caught the boxes from the mailman (Go) b*tches eat me up like Mrs. Pac-Man I'm in the race car, this sh*t barely got room, I drive it like Batman (Skrrt, skrrt) b*tches like my accent (Huh?) You tryna fu*k again? See how it feel, she got her ass did (Uh-huh) I'm actin' like it's real You must've hit some freak hoes, you tryna chill (No chill) She told me she on demon time, I popped the pill (Mm) Run off with the drugs, jack the plug, call me Jill (Run off) I ain't showin' a b*tch-ass ni**a no love, that's how I feel fu*k a b*tch with blue hunnids, they hit the spot, don't it? (Blue) They tryna sit at the table, can't put no Glock on it The gangster sh*t, it turn ni**as off 'cause these ni**as not on it Can't even think of the cost of the sh*t you got on [Chorus: OHGEESY & DaBaby] You gotta get fly just to listen to this sh*t (ni**a) Got a brand new Glock, Scottie Pippen in the clip (Huh?) But I ain't Scottie Pippen, I be pimpin' on a b*tch (Go) You a su*ka-ass ni**a, why you listen to the b*tch? [Verse 3: OHGEESY] Got 007-type guns, ni**a, James Bond (Baow) We'll paint the pussy red, like crayons (Crayons) Bust a 'scrip from the pharmacy, save on Link a ni**a with his dead homie like a séance (R.I.P.) On the phone with my plug, speak Spanish Make a brick disappear quick, go vanish Got all types of clips like Inspector Gadget Put Dior on my b*tch, she in love with that fashion And I'm-and I'm in love with this street sh*t Chop like a broom and my young ni**a shoot sh*t Chainsaw, knife, but it ain't sh*t, that's sweet, b*tch Left stroke, right stroke, now she asleep, b*tch Ayy, now she asleep, b*tch fu*kin' on her bestie, she ain't know she a creep, b*tch Rocks so cold so my wrist look anemic Do like Michael Jackson, do b*tch and beat it, yeah [Chorus: OHGEESY] You gotta get fly just to listen to this sh*t Got a brand new Glock, Scottie Pippen in the clip But I ain't Scottie Pippen, I be pimpin' on a b*tch You a su*ka ass ni**a, way you listen to the b*tch