Stacccs, Lowkey - Young Fly & Flashy lyrics

[Stacccs, Lowkey - Young Fly & Flashy lyrics]

Young fly and flashy they tryna keep up
But they can't even catch me (yea yea
And that new chain you got looked
Sick until it got batteried)
Back then we was
Runnin' in stores and runnin out taxis
(Yea yea,  and we still got all of the
Whole all of the cattys)

He tryna sell me some woods
But he tryna tax me
He lucky that one of my hoes
Told me that she paky (iraqi)
Last night had me a full whip
3 hoes in the back
Seat, I guess that karma's a bitch
Cuz me i got batteried
Every time in the whip shе
Tryna get nasty catch
Me cruisin on your strip bumpin' that Max B
They always ask mе "why you go to the
Max speed?" and i be on the block you
Could probly catch me with a max b
I ain't really like this beat but i
Figured imma go on it
My skill be like the old
Game the way there's blow
On it, my chain got the rocks me
I could put a 4 on it
I hang on the block where you nggas
Would never go on it
I'm from the city of the blue jays
Back then you probly seen me with
Some blue rays, bout to hit for the new pay
Probly hit Brandon lee for some new J's
She say she only speak francé but she
Know how to pronounce douce got my
Spot going up on a tuesday don't make
Me turn your block into doomsday

Young fly and flashy they tryna keep up
But they can't even catch me (yea yea
And that new chain you got looked
Sick until it got batteried)
Back then we was runnin' in
Stores and runnin out taxis (Yea yea
And we still got all of the
Whole all of the cattys)

I don't fuck wit nggas that i
Went to school wit cuz
They cool wit niggas that i
Ain't even cool wit
And fuck nggas that i used to
Cool wit cuz they talking down like
They fuckin wit the movement, i wonda what
These nggas think they provin, i wonda
Who these nggas think they foolin, i
Had the bitch foamin and droolin, i
Had that bitch moanin and movin
Shorty love my gold yea my cubin cuz when
A ngga re-up be goin for a
Q-bin, My mom knows i know what i'm doin
So if you don't then you
Nggas better tune in, i'm outside it
Don't matter how hot it is
I never let you know what you
Think i prolly did
And it doesn't matter what part it is i'll
Whip up a hippopotamus, we on the
Go ain't no stoppin it
You not my bro you jus
Talkin shit, bend ma flow out my esophagus
Let em know that we ain't squashin it
She really want me that's obvious, and beat
You give me imma body it
Ya i perky pop but i don't party bitch
Hennessy i'm chuggin on a lot of
It i'm just sayin, a young ngga been
About his money from the jump
"where you stayin?" that's what my ngga asked
I told him that i be where
It bumps, I be sprayin scent bottle cuz
A ngga stay wit the skunks
Free my cousins out the cold ass place with
The whack ass food and the bunks

Young fly and flashy they tryna keep up
But they can't even catch me (yea yea
And that new chain you got looked
Sick until it got batteried)
Back then we was runnin' in
Stores and runnin out taxis (Yea yea
And we still got all of the
Whole all of the cattys)

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