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Correct This Fly Lyrics
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Correct This Fly
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[Intro] Oh my God, Ronny [Chorus] Roll up the weed, I'm tryna get high I can't lie, I'on know a nigga this fly Cartier lens, they gon' cover my eye Never talk fake, I swear I'd rather die I'on trust nobody so I sleep with one eye He ain't in the gang, he hatin' from the side Call up the gang and they ready to slide I be outside, I'on know how to hide Handle my business like I wear a tie Nigga, you burned out, you fried Cut that bitch off, divide [?] too tight, I had to went up a size Whoever told you I ain't gettin' money, they lied [?] work, I can't knock you for trying I get her wet then I go up her thighs Got pain in my eyes, ain't doin' no cryin' In foreign, I drop the top, feel like I'm flyin' (Yeah) [Verse] Bad bitch on my elbow Nigga, let the wind blow Yo, police said nigga call when it's low Try to tell the police that I got it for the low Fuck nigga, we don't be 'bout no ho Round here cats on the lean, drive slow You ain't gotta ask, you know it's gelato Just tryna smash on that thot, that ain't my ho I bought a brick, why you think they call me Pablo? [?] on the move and they ran into a pothole Whip up the dope in a Pyrex bowl I do what I want, I'on follow dress code Givenchy my toes Blowing kush and throwin' elbows [?] from Melrose Fuck with that white girl, I want me some [?] Call me Robin Hood, I shoot a [?] like a arrow All of my wrist, it froze Jump on the plain with the load Rich, I ain't goin' back broke no more Fuck it, I walk in and buy the whole store I think I'm the shit in my Christian Dior [?] you pissin' me off I'on believe that shit, sound false They know I'ma boss every time that I talk, uh [Chorus] Roll up the weed, I'm tryna get high I can't lie, I'on know a nigga this fly Cartier lens, they gon' cover my eye Never talk fake, I swear I'd rather die I'on trust nobody so I sleep with one eye He ain't in the gang, he hatin' from the side Call up the gang and they ready to slide I be outside, I'on know how to hide Handle my business like I wear a tie Nigga, you burned out, you fried Cut that bitch off, divide [?] too tight, I had to went up a size Whoever told you I ain't gettin' money, they lied [?] work, I can't knock you for trying I get her wet then I go up her thighs Got pain in my eyes, ain't doin' no cryin' In foreign, I drop the top, feel like I'm flyin'
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