Fly Sh!t Coi Leray

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[Intro]
Yeah, yeah, yeah

[Verse 1]
Ridin' a foreign, my trunk in the front
Neck, wrist bussin', it's lit like a blunt
Shut down the mall, get whatever I want
Ten racks for a fit, only wear that shit once

[Pre-Chorus]
Two-tone Cullinan truck, yeah
Feelin' like Giannis, I get bucks
We really runnin' it up
Bitch, don't spill what's in my cup (Yeah)

[Chorus]
It's goin' down, goin' down, yeah
Gotta get you in my bedroom, need that shit right now
It's goin' down, goin' down
I'ma make you feel special, let me show you how (Yeah, yeah)
Only fly shit, wake up, make deposits (Yeah)
Hot topic, they know I got options
Only fly shit, wake up, make deposits (Yeah)
Hot topic, they know I got options

[Verse 2]
Yeah, this Audemar, my diamonds pink
I spent one-eighty, this shit crazy
VVS, bitch, no fugazi
Since a kid, it's been, "Fuck you, pay me"
Ace of Spades, get wasted, uh
He say, "Ooh, bae, you my favorite"
Gucci heels, I'm such a lady
Vintage CC from the 80's/eighties (Yeah)
Ain't shit basic, 818/eight-one-eight, they send me cases
Sit 'em right next to the Glocks in the basement
Off-White written, in quotations, "R.I.P Virgil"