Fly lyrics

[Intro]
Damn, dylAn, I see you all flexed up and sh*t now. Dressed up all in the MSFTS and sh*t, dawg. The short shorts on, bro? n*gga, look at them glutes, man, I ain't on some sus sh*t, dawg. You know you my n*gga, right?

[Chorus: dylAn]
And I'm flexin' like my dad (True)
Can't get an Uber, call a cab (Who?)
Told you I'm done bein' sad (Ayy)
Wait, on the way (Way)
Tryna skrrt where you are (Skrrt)
Told you I don't have a car (Car)
I guess I can meet up tomorrow, I'm fly
As f*ck... and I'm flexin' like my homies
Swear to God I think I'm Stovie (What up?)
Or Tag Reed, maybe D'Artiste (What up Daniel?)

[Verse 1: dylAn & Jaden Smith]
On the way (Swag), tryna- where you are (Are)
Told you I don't have a car (Car)
Told you I don't have a car (Fly)
But I had to turn around ('Round)
Didn't know I was in town (No)
Shoulda hit you when I touched down, that's it (It)
So I had to take a trip
So I had to do a flip (Flip)
Too much standin' up, I had to sit (Sit)
And f*ck it, I'll throw a parade (Uh)
And I'm flexin' like I'm Gabe (Gabe, yeah, yeah)
And I'm flexin' like I'm gay (Yeah, yeah)
Life of the party (Yah, yah)
Life of the- uh, have a sip, yeah
Who you know gon' be this fly with a set of twins on a swing set?
[Interlude: dylAn & Jaden Smith]
Not too sure... I have no idea
(Yeah, you know I'm too fly)
But I'm fly
Yeah, you really are, youngblood
(Too fly)

[Chorus: dylAn & Jaden Smith]
I'm fly (Skrrt)
And I'm flexin' like my dad (Flex, yeah)
Can't get an Uber, call a cab (Yeah, cab)
Told you I'm done bein' sad (I am)
Ayy, on the way
Tryna- where you are (Are)
Told you I don't have a car (Car)
I guess I can meet up tomorrow (Tomorrow)
Ayy, and I'm flexin' like my homies (Homies)
Swear to God I think I'm Stovie (Stovie)
Or Tag Reed, maybe D'Artiste

[Bridge: Jaden Smith]
And you know I'm too fly
Yeah, yeah, yeah you know I'm too fly
Ooh

[Verse 2: Quatho & dylAn]
Fly just like a jet (Jet)
Hangin' outside like we're rich
Shawty hit my line and said I'm fly (Fly)
I don't respond to my texts (Texts)
But if you call me collect
My phone will pick up and that's on the fly (Fly, fly)
I don't sip, I cry
She left my di*k behind and told me, "Little n*gga, bye-bye" (Yeah, peace out)
Said she tryna slide, I asked her why she lyin'
And she told me she don't even know why
Sippin' Hennessy like wine
Every time I feel the vibe, got a n*gga gon' die
But I... tell myself that I'll be fine
'Cause I'm super f*ckin' fly
You can call me Super-
[Verse 3: dylAn]
Short shorts, I'm legit (Legit)
You see me leavin' from the 6 (6)
I'm in Calabasas with my clique
Nails painted, I'm the bomb (Bomb)
I think I'm flexin' like my mom (Mom)
n*gga, just left the salon (Salon)
Skate, skate, and I got my Vans on (On)
Got my f*ckin' Vans on
Like the other night, like Solange ('Lange)

[Interlude: dylAn & Jaden Smith]
(Yeah, yeah, ayy)
Who the f*ck is dylAn?
(Yeah, they know I'm too fly)
I'm fly, "yeah, you really are"
(Yeah, yeah, they know I'm too fly)
I'm fly (Fly)
(Yeah, they know I'm too fly)

[Chorus: dylAn]
And I'm flexin' like my dad (Dad)
Can't get an Uber, call a cab (Cab)
Told you I'm done bein' sad (I am)
No more tears
Tryna- where you are (Are)
Told you I don't have a car (Car)
I guess I can meet up tomorrow (Skrrt)
[Outro: dylAn & Jaden Smith]
On the way
And the- uh, make my chest hurt
And I feel like Quatho
n*gga, flex on Western (Western)
Yeah, they know I'm too fly
Yeah, they know I'm too fly
And you know I'm too fly
And you know I'm too fly