Flyest in The City King Combs & Fabolous (Ft. A Boogie wit da Hoodie & Jeremih)

[Intro: King Combs]
You just don't know what you do to me
Yeah (You know what it is)
Oh, I like this (Hitmaka)
Uh-huh, it's Bad Boy

[Chorus: A Boogie Wit da Hoodie & King Combs]
Okay, I got a rich nigga mindset
But still, I'm with a bad bitch out the projects
And we been outside, niggas talkin' nonsense
They waitin' on my downfall, got them upset
Flyest niggas in the city, really on that fly shit
Five hundred on the Richie, cost more than my car, yeah
Double pipes on the phone, baby, I'm exhausted
These niggas think they on shit, but they lost it

[Verse 1: King Combs]
Yeah
At the bottom, lil' nigga, still be a lil' bigger (Uh-huh)
Shawty think I'ma ring her, ice on my middle finger (What? What?)
Might play a lil' jingle, slide through the block
Have 'em in their feelings like somebody died on the block
Flowers in cars, our regards
Like water in the freezer, that's how I go hard
This the ice tray for me, I'm high straight for three (High straight for three)
Shimmy then I slide like ice skates on feet
I'm in a good space, that's a nice place to be (That's a nice place to be)
The house in the Hills or it might face the beach
Flyest in the city, they might say it's me
I mean niggas got cake but it's rice cakes to me (Yeah)
And that's light (That's light), trust me, that's light (That's light)
Head still spinnin' like I was drinkin' last night
She told me, "That's nice" and I told her, "That's life"
Oh, baby, can't you see we done told you that twice?