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Flyest in the room (feat. Choppa Don)

๐Ÿ‘ค FBK Rock โ€ข ๐ŸŽผ Flyest in the room (feat. Choppa Don) โ€ข โฑ๏ธ 2:37
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โฑ๏ธ 2:37 duration
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๐Ÿ“œ Lyrics

I'm tired of these bitch-ass, hoe-ass niggas, always talking about FBK this, FBK that
Nigga, shut the fuck up
You all know y'all aint on no shit when y'all talking about FBK, when FBK was on the block
Push, start the trap, Rock, make it shake and boom, running up the loot
Big bossing, bitch, thats all I do
Smoking on some cake and pushing noses straight up to the roof
Here to fuck the club up, party favors for your crew
Yeah, I'm with my folks, yeah, we get the poppin' in this ho
Tripping up on Mars, yeah, I'm geeked up in this ho
Niggas keep on hating, change your mind with some fucking holes
FBK business taking off with all the dough
Baby, throw it for a real one, Mr. Big but short, hun
Other niggas fake, huh, put that on my mama
Pop your shit if you bad, hun, if you lame, go home, hun
Ohh you live, you wine, hun, she say Im the flyest alive huh
Real stellar walking through, flyest in the room
G-shit when I step outside, knock a hoe or two
Rolling up that jet fuel, why you smoking fumes
I can't seem to touch the ground, I don't know what to do
Real stellar walking through, flyest in the room
G-shit when I step outside, knock a hoe or two
Rolling up that jet fuel, why you smoking fumes
I can't seem to touch the ground, I don't know what to do
Cant you see Im fly, stand on shit, no I ain't talking a bug
She wanna come give a hug, palm need a dub
Hit from the back, make her run,
telling her you on the cuff
Go jump a rug, forever after in love
Make'm bop in the club, stay geeking up
Grinding my teeth till its gum, she off the Julio
Bout to act foolio, making a movie that's not for the Tubi though
Rolling up gas, no 93 pass
I'm puffing on zooties and rolling up sushi roll
Ism impeccable, your bitch delectable
Dropping off game, Im way too respectable
Eat me like danimals, acting like animals
Sending her back, you go ahead and handle her
Yeah, black ops 6 on a mission
I got a thick bitch cooking and whipping
In G.P., she make good chicken
Three days, three nights, feeling like pimpin'
Come over here, baby, give me a listen
This game madden, it's just his stick, yeah
After I hit her, can my partner come hit ya
Out the door where the good Lord splits ya
Real stellar walking through, flyest in the room
G-shit when I step outside, knock a hoe or two
Rolling up that jet fuel, why you smoking fumes
I can't seem to touch the ground, I don't know what to do
Real stellar walking through, flyest in the room
G-shit when I step outside, knock a hoe or two
Rolling up that jet fuel, why you smoking fumes
I can't seem to touch the ground, I don't know what to do

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