Jack Boy - Too Fly FAKE lyrics

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Jack Boy - Too Fly FAKE lyrics

She said I'm too fly with it Getting to the point I ain't got to try with it Weapon on my hip, love to ride with it Stack the money like I'm about to die with it She said I'm too fly with it Getting to the point I ain't got to try with it Weapon on my hip, love to ride with it Stack the money like I'm about to die with it I stack that money like it's wonder bread Lately I don't even f** her I just get some head Catch me around with that fire make your momma cry I'm getting to the point where I don't even gotta try She said I'm too fly I'm that f**ing guy I be getting to that money , you just getting by I was seventeen big .357 If a n***a try me imma send that boy to hell Knick knack paddy wack, I gave my dog a bone I'm blowing cantaloupe it put me in the zone I'm higher than a bih feel like a f**ing drone I'm in love with money I can't leave it lone She like how I swag on they a** Young n***a getting to that bag , on they a** Whips come from Germany she see no hoe hurting it I'm sliding with that burner gotta keep it for emergencies My young n***as pulled up and they poured up I can open up shop and had the streets sold out Down all my life but I been on for a minute One thing about a n***a is I know how to go and get it She said I'm too fly with it Getting to the point I ain't got to try with it Weapon on my hip, love to ride with it Stack the money like I'm about to die with it She said I'm too fly with it Getting to the point I ain't got to try with it Weapon on my hip, love to ride with it Stack the money like I'm about to die with it Street , gotta bankroll I'm in the projects where you can't go Know I'm too fly with it f**ed your hoe I ain't even gotta try to hit it I ain't even gotta flex b**h I gotta check Playing n***as like chess One false move then Lil Jackboy at your neck Running with techs like I'm beefin' with the ref Played the game dirty got it out the mud Used to hate me but now it's all love I don't want to take no pictures in no club Used to hate me so it's no love She said I'm too fly with it Getting to the point I ain't got to try with it Weapon on my hip, love to ride with it Stack the money like I'm about to die with it She said I'm too fly with it Getting to the point I ain't got to try with it Weapon on my hip, love to ride with it Stack the money like I'm about to die with it