Fly Dat lyrics

[Intro]
(Stuck in the deep end)
(Kay on the [?])
( Like oh my God)

[Chorus: Mula Gzz]
n*ggas be duckin' and hidin'
I be outside with my knocker
If with JDot you know it's a problem
Walkdown, b*tch I'm tryna hit my target
[?] and them n*ggas ain't spark sh*t
Now I really see how they hakwin'
Row got poked, n*gga it left him nauseous
Shooter got shot, n*ggas let him die quick
b*tch if it's [?] let me know
[?] a demon, he really on go
How many n*ggas went out to the pole?
If I catch me a Makka, he gettin' exposed (b*tch)
And bro on parole, he still movin' the G 'cause he know how it go
n*ggas know how we get, we turn n*ggas to blow
Heard shh got hit in the front of his domе
Look, if I got the gal in the door, n*gga
Boy, we got thottiеs, they eatin' the block
n*ggas be trickin' on b*tches that never did sh*t for them, I will not trick on a thot
If I call him my brother, then I'm a go take every risk for him, n*gga, that's just how I pop
If I call him my brother, then I'm a go out and go spin for him, tell 'em free [?] and [?]
[Jay5ive]
Better get out the way, I'm a shooter
If I catch a O on that block, I'm a boom him
Anywhere that I go, n*ggas know I maneuver
Posted on [?], I'm with [?] and [?]
I don't look to the side, n*ggas know I'm a 'ooter
This a Glock, why the f*ck do He think it's a deuce [?]
I don't bang on the 'net, I'll hop out do him
ABE with the dot, hope he gave me two fives
I get the drop from the mug, get the drop from a thot
And we walk down the game, we don't ever miss shots
If we miss then we spin back around, tryna flock
And we don't get to runnin' when we see the cops
244 dead tryna get on my bop
They keep tryna arrest me, I'm violatin' opps
When bro got shot, twenty four hours time
n*ggas spun every corner with shot after shot
And I been EMS, I done purged on the Wokk
He was switching his fingers and somebody dropped
He was yelling out [?], somebody's shot
We was spinnin' 89, it was like two o'clock
M Row ducked, EK flopped
Get back gang, just to take off a top
Bro, two [?] throwing shots out the Glock
I don't understand taking sh*t on a hop
[Chorus: Mula Gzz]
n*ggas be duckin' and hidin'
I be outside with my knocker
If with JDot you know it's a problem
Walkdown, b*tch I'm tryna hit my target
[?] and them n*ggas ain't spark sh*t
Now I really see how they hot [?]
Row got poked, n*gga it left him nauseous
Shooter got shot, n*ggas let him die quick
b*tch if it's [?] let me know
[?] a demon, he really on go
How many n*ggas went out to the pole?
If I catch me a Makka, he gettin' exposed (b*tch)
And bro on parole, he still movin' the G 'cause he know how it go
n*ggas know how we get, we turn n*ggas to blow
Heard shh got hit in the front of his dome
Look, if I got the gal in the door, n*gga
Boy, we got thotties, they eatin' the block
n*ggas be trickin' on b*tches that never did sh*t for them, I will not trick on a thot
If I call him my brother, then I'm a go take every risk for him, n*gga, that's just how I pop
If I call him my brother, then I'm a go out and go spin for him, tell 'em free [?] and [?]