Lite Fortunato - P10FLY lyrics
[Lite Fortunato - P10FLY lyrics]
Dressing in my mother fucking Vintage attire
I could get fly i could get fly
Pop me a pink ten and try to touch the sky
I could get high i could get high
She's some fine slim shit
I wanna rub on her thighs rub on her thighs
And she got green eyes
I got some Armenian shit
That stay in Van Nuys she lives in van Nuys
And she strip on the side
I told my other hoe
I don't got my key I'll be right there
That boy he over close
I don't know him why he over here
She told me send thе lo
Hell nah shorty can't come over hеre
Take her to Pokonos
Have her screaming like she scared
Okay cool lemme pop my shit okay cool
Okay cool lemme pop my shit
In a la coupe with a pop star bitch
And your bitch kinda cute
But she not like this
And your whip kinda cool
But it's not like this
And your crib kinda cool
But it's not like this m-m-m-m
Ya they ain't living like this
Back in that mode bout to cash out on clothes
Back in that mode yea I'm back in that mode
Martine rose I don't really do Chrome no more
State to state I'm not home anymore
And when it come to my bitches they be bad
Double c right on her bag
Vintage jacket in my bed
Varsity dressing like the frat
Dressing in my motherfuckin Vintage attire
I could get fly i could get fly
Pop me a pink ten and try to touch the sky
I could get high i could get high
She's some fine slim shit
I wanna rub on her thighs rub on her thighs
And she got green eyes
I got some Armenian shit
That stay in Van Nuys she lives in van Nuys
And she strip on the side
All of my bAD!
I could get fly i could get fly
Pop me a pink ten and try to touch the sky
I could get high i could get high
She's some fine slim shit
I wanna rub on her thighs rub on her thighs
And she got green eyes
I got some Armenian shit
That stay in Van Nuys she lives in van Nuys
And she strip on the side
I told my other hoe
I don't got my key I'll be right there
That boy he over close
I don't know him why he over here
She told me send thе lo
Hell nah shorty can't come over hеre
Take her to Pokonos
Have her screaming like she scared
Okay cool lemme pop my shit okay cool
Okay cool lemme pop my shit
In a la coupe with a pop star bitch
And your bitch kinda cute
But she not like this
And your whip kinda cool
But it's not like this
And your crib kinda cool
But it's not like this m-m-m-m
Ya they ain't living like this
Back in that mode bout to cash out on clothes
Back in that mode yea I'm back in that mode
Martine rose I don't really do Chrome no more
State to state I'm not home anymore
And when it come to my bitches they be bad
Double c right on her bag
Vintage jacket in my bed
Varsity dressing like the frat
Dressing in my motherfuckin Vintage attire
I could get fly i could get fly
Pop me a pink ten and try to touch the sky
I could get high i could get high
She's some fine slim shit
I wanna rub on her thighs rub on her thighs
And she got green eyes
I got some Armenian shit
That stay in Van Nuys she lives in van Nuys
And she strip on the side
All of my bAD!