FlyGod Jr Lyrics
[Intro: DJ Drama]
Uh-hm, a decade strong
You know when I first started DJ'ing
All I wanted to do was get my name on a flyer
Now I'm flyer than ever
So who better to introduce the FLYGOD than me?
Cultural art at it's finest
Welcome, to Hitler Wears Hermes 10
Oh yeah, DJ Drama! (FLYGOD)
[Verse 1: Westside Gunn & Doe Boy]
Ayo, where you was at when I was sellin' those eights? (Ah)
Tesla two-seater, just me and the Drac'
Fiend said he comin' right back, I said "Great"
Duffle bag got the Wardolf, Freddie May
Margiеla see-throughs sleeves, you see the gauge (Boom-boom-boom)
Bought a nеw dick, cost three hundred, Plain Jane
Dutchie stoved ten but I just whipped fifty
Central Park out on Leroy in the Bentley (Skrrt)
Rest In Peace Dip, you was on my left titty
Rest In peace Munch, I'm the king of my city (Dramatic, nigga)
Post got bodies on bodies (Boom-boom-boom-boom-boom)
All my jewels on, I make a nigga wanna rob me (Ah)
Think shit sweet I had you niggas on a diet
Shooter sixteen, three-and-0 with the fire (Ah)
Nigga said he got the shits from me, he a liar (Ah)
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Your bitch f*ckin with me overseas, she a (Gangsta Gri-zillz)
Got most off of cocaine (Cocaine)
Kicks two-thousands, shits don't got no name (Ah, uh-uh)
Fiends at the house, it look like Soul Train (Soul Train)
Cherry Mulsanne, I got road rage (Skrrt)
Make sure it's filled then you unload it
You ain't shootin' shit, now you can't hold it
My nigga rock a blue, cuz stay rollin'
My boss wearin' red, that nigga stay blowin'
That nigga on the run, nah, I don't know him (I don't know him)
You don't know him but your hoe know him (Oh really, Gangsta Gri-zillz)
[Interlude: Doe Boy & DJ Drama]
Doe, Doe, Doe (Bizzy) Doe
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