Iayze - Supercalifragilistic lyrics
[Iayze - Supercalifragilistic lyrics]
(Ayy, Nine9 really kickin' shit, ya heard?)
(Nine9 made it)
You don't know
I just flexed up on 'em
She don't know
These niggas ain't no flexers, get the message, I'm alone
I'm a lone flexer, get like Straight-8 I copped up in Texas
I just put some Lean in my gut, lil' nigga, catch up
I just put Celine on a slut, got a bi' catchin' up
I just, I just scratched the VIN off a stolo for when I go park it
That boy sippin' mid, that's some Tussin out the supermarket
Finna–finna tote the Benz and make the bitch supersonic
He still sippin' mid and he can't get no super chronic
Baby, I'm from Texas like a bluebonnet
I just put that dick up in 'er, now she ain't walkin'
Supercalifragilisticexpialidocious
I just hopped in X5 and that bitch ferocious
She just said her ex lied but that boy a brokie
Either one of 'em to you to and I ain't going broke
Supercalifragilisticexpialidocious
I just poured up with this bitch while she listen to "Purple Potion"
I been best friends with Ben Frank', she already know it
Twenty-three, bitch, I feel like MJ, that's how I be scorin'
I can see through all the hatin', I know it, these niggas be lyin' on me, I know
I see through all the hatin', I know (Yeah)
I can see through all the hatin', I know
You don't know
I just flexed up on 'em
She don't know
These niggas ain't no flexers, get the message, I'm alone
I'm a lone flexer, get like Straight-8 I copped up in Texas
I just put some Lean in my gut, lil' nigga, catch it up
I just put Celine on a slut, gotta be catchin' up
I just, I just scratched the VIN off a stolo for when I go park it
That boy sippin' mid, that's some Tussin out the supermarket (Finna–)
(Nine9 made it)
You don't know
I just flexed up on 'em
She don't know
These niggas ain't no flexers, get the message, I'm alone
I'm a lone flexer, get like Straight-8 I copped up in Texas
I just put some Lean in my gut, lil' nigga, catch up
I just put Celine on a slut, got a bi' catchin' up
I just, I just scratched the VIN off a stolo for when I go park it
That boy sippin' mid, that's some Tussin out the supermarket
Finna–finna tote the Benz and make the bitch supersonic
He still sippin' mid and he can't get no super chronic
Baby, I'm from Texas like a bluebonnet
I just put that dick up in 'er, now she ain't walkin'
Supercalifragilisticexpialidocious
I just hopped in X5 and that bitch ferocious
She just said her ex lied but that boy a brokie
Either one of 'em to you to and I ain't going broke
Supercalifragilisticexpialidocious
I just poured up with this bitch while she listen to "Purple Potion"
I been best friends with Ben Frank', she already know it
Twenty-three, bitch, I feel like MJ, that's how I be scorin'
I can see through all the hatin', I know it, these niggas be lyin' on me, I know
I see through all the hatin', I know (Yeah)
I can see through all the hatin', I know
You don't know
I just flexed up on 'em
She don't know
These niggas ain't no flexers, get the message, I'm alone
I'm a lone flexer, get like Straight-8 I copped up in Texas
I just put some Lean in my gut, lil' nigga, catch it up
I just put Celine on a slut, gotta be catchin' up
I just, I just scratched the VIN off a stolo for when I go park it
That boy sippin' mid, that's some Tussin out the supermarket (Finna–)