[Chorus]
I believe I can fly fly fly
I believe I can fly fly fly
I'm so high
I'm so high
I'm so high
I'm so high
I believe I can fly fly fly
I believe I can fly fly fly
I'm so high
I'm so high
I'm so high
I'm so high
I Believe I can fly

Aye Aye Aye
Bitch I'm sittin' so high, I believe I can fly
The coupe looks delicious the rims are waving bye
? long like Diddy, I put on for my city
Cologne Kush and Henny, I'm gone in that Hemi
I'm gold but you don't hear me, four to the dome if you can hear me
They say I need a pull-up when I pull up I'm the shit man
When I grow up I wanna be like t-pain a hit man
But do yourself a favor partna don't be talkin' shit man
Your broad done up and broke your heart my whole squad hit man
Hold up I see dead people, its just the dead white guys on my bread people
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