Flyy's new intro
• Written by user568479263
Yeah, we rollin’ deep, you know we gotta ride,
Got the blicky on my hip, it’s always by my side.
Pullin’ up clean, yeah, we flashin’, lookin’ mean,
Extended mag on me, make the scene real obscene.
(Chorus)
Pull the blicky, let it pop, let it bang,
When we pullin’ up, boy, you know we let it rain.
Extended mag, my clique never lack,
If you step into our zone, you know we set the track.
(Verse 2)
Run the blocks, catch me flexin’ with the crew,
We ain’t playin’ games, boy, you know that’s how we do.
Late nights, when the city starts to creep,
Got that blicky tucked tight, while them others sleep.
(Chorus)
Pull the blicky, let it pop, let it bang,
When we pullin’ up, boy, you know we let it rain.
Extended mag, my clique never lack,
If you step into our zone, you know we set the track.
(Bridge)
Yeah, watch your back, we movin’ real swift,
Ain’t no stoppin’ us, boy, consider this a gift.
Keep it 100, while we stackin’ up the racks,
Pull the blicky out now, no time to relax.
(Outro)
So if you see us comin’, better know the deal,
We pull the blicky, keep it savage, keep it real.
Extended mag, we on a whole ‘nother level,
Dababy with the heat, cuttin’ like a rebel.
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user568479263
Member since January 25 2025