Firefly OD Yung
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[Hook]
Now when they see us on the streets
All they wanna do is take pics
And I'm like, okay (yeah, okay)
And when they hear us on the beat
All they wanna do is make hits
And I'm like, okay (yeah, okay)
And if you're feelin' like I'm feelin'
How the world should be: perfectly
Fire like I’m third degree, and suddenly
Shawty, we got so high
Fire Fly
[Verse 1]
(Y.U.N.G)
Back in the day, I wanted to make music cause my brothers did
But now I do it cause if I didn't I wouldn't live
I got skills like a dolphin
So much flow to spit it's gettin' stuck and got my coughin'
How exaustin'
I'm black like a solar eclipse and like Boston
I don't give a mass a two shits
About the phony think they homies til I cut you off
So like a coney I ain't pay for man you not my dawgs
I got ambition, to be great as a state and I state to you fakes that you lackin' in the heart place
And I'm attackin' til you star gaze
You see my action is smashing you maggots cause you will never fly like a charred plane
All the way, around
And I've been tryna spit hot as the summer sun makin' you hallucinate and sayin' "Wow!"
And now you sweatin' like a nigga pulled a gun out
I'll keep spittin' til a lung out
Cause everytime that I'm out
Now when they see us on the streets
All they wanna do is take pics
And I'm like, okay (yeah, okay)
And when they hear us on the beat
All they wanna do is make hits
And I'm like, okay (yeah, okay)
And if you're feelin' like I'm feelin'
How the world should be: perfectly
Fire like I’m third degree, and suddenly
Shawty, we got so high
Fire Fly
[Verse 1]
(Y.U.N.G)
Back in the day, I wanted to make music cause my brothers did
But now I do it cause if I didn't I wouldn't live
I got skills like a dolphin
So much flow to spit it's gettin' stuck and got my coughin'
How exaustin'
I'm black like a solar eclipse and like Boston
I don't give a mass a two shits
About the phony think they homies til I cut you off
So like a coney I ain't pay for man you not my dawgs
I got ambition, to be great as a state and I state to you fakes that you lackin' in the heart place
And I'm attackin' til you star gaze
You see my action is smashing you maggots cause you will never fly like a charred plane
All the way, around
And I've been tryna spit hot as the summer sun makin' you hallucinate and sayin' "Wow!"
And now you sweatin' like a nigga pulled a gun out
I'll keep spittin' til a lung out
Cause everytime that I'm out
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