Fancy lyrics

[Intro]
Damn right I'm fancy, n*gga, what you is?
You bum-ass n*gga
Sipping lean out of a glass
Pinky up, king sh*t, we still mobbing, ho

[Hook]
Pinky up, sipping lean, b*tch I'm fancy
I pull off with eight b*tches, I'm too fancy
I'll take your b*tch, don't you dare me
I f*cked her all night, it was fancy
Fancy -- don't act fancy
Hitters at your front door to leave the scene nasty
Actin' like you don't know my crew's so fancy
Fancy -- my b*tch so fancy

[Verse 1]
Pour up then I sip
Pull up then I dip
I keep a fancy b*tch; all these b*tches on my di*k
Never cuff 'em, give 'em sh*t
Barry Bonds with the stick
Getting fancy on a n*gga; I won't miss, I bet I hit
Getting fancy with the Ruger, James Bond, don't you slip
James Worthy, you ain't worthy, hundred rounds in the clip
Like I'm Trinidad James, all gold f*cking stick
Cook a n*gga like he food, hella fancy with the dish
She never make a mess because she fancy with the di*k
She pull up with her friends, yeah, that's a fancy b*tch
And never falling off because she on that fancy tip
Pretty nine and I keep a fancy clip
[Hook]
Pinky up, sipping lean, b*tch I'm fancy
I pull off with eight b*tches, I'm too fancy
I'll take your b*tch, don't you dare me
I f*cked her all night, it was fancy
Fancy -- don't act fancy
Hitters at your front door, to leave the scene nasty
Actin' like you don't know my crew's so fancy
Fancy -- my b*tch so fancy

[Verse 2]
Pull up then I smoke
You already know
Hella white b*tches geeked up on the flo'
Hella goons coming like a f*cking mixtape
She wanna f*ck me now 'til I scream, "b*tch, wait"
Simmie be that n*gga quick to tell 'em that he fake
I split your cerebellum, pistol whip him in the face
Fancy young n*gga, f*ck her on the first date
Fancy young n*gga, f*cking b*tches different state
Put the money in my hand or I'll put you in your place
I'm fancy, but I don't f*cking play
Ride by, broad day, with the fancy-ass K
I ain't talking Sleeping Beauty, how I made the n*gga lay

[Hook]
Pinky up, sipping lean, b*tch I'm fancy
I pull off with eight b*tches, I'm too fancy
I'll take your b*tch, don't you dare me
I f*cked her all night, it was fancy
Fancy -- don't act fancy
Hitters at your front door, to leave the scene nasty
Actin' like you don't know my crew's so fancy
Fancy -- my b*tch so fancy