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on a flight - yella beezy lyrics

[intro: yella beezy]
hey

[chorus: yella beezy]
i’m on a flight (yeah, i’m on a flight)
i’m ’bout to pour me some drugs over this ice (over this ice, baby)
she ask me do i wanna f-ck? and i said twice (i said twice, yeah)
and i’ma come and beat it up like it’s a fight (like it’s a flight)
and after this night (after this)
baby, i’m back on a flight (yeah, yeah, yeah)
my diamonds shining like a bug all on these lights (diamonds, hey)
baby, come and let me touch all your insides (won’t get it back)
and i’ma beat the p-ssy up like it’s a fight (like it’s a fight)
’cause after this night (yeah)
baby, i’m back on a flight

[verse 1: young thug]
pour up a sprite (pour up, pour up)
let’s toast up for life
i’m keeping the drum on the ak ’cause these n-gg-s are shiesty (on slatt)
if you got smoke with one of my brothers, you might lose your life (yeah)
we ain’t even gotta talk every day, we still gon’ do what’s right (we know what’s right)
i’m counting these racks all day (count)
hit the lid off the benz when i play
if she want it, she get it when she bae
when i come to her city, ain’t gotta say (on god)
she gon’ hit a n-gg- line
some of my diamonds brown and red
they hittin’ when they shine (woo), yeah (bling bling)
got a million pintos
i ain’t have a rubber when i hit her at the show
dog life, muzzle, need to have one when i talk
f-cking in a private dining room in the g4

[verse 2: yella beezy]
i’m born with finesse in my dna
ballin’ like i’m in the nba
shoot, dawg, you better not be in the way
trap spot bunked out, ten in a day
he ain’t no hustler, then he in the way
diamonds shine bright, can’t see in my face
poles blunt, spent ’bout ten on a case
crack out with the mac-10 on my waist
lil’ mama p-ssy wet like niagara falls
beat her on the plane then i grab her jaws
take a couple shots then i stab her walls
keep tellin’ me she love the way i gave her love
break her back in, i made her fall
she say she my b-tch so i made her dog
thinkin’ ’bout her every day, i made a call
every time she walk in, say i take her drawers
ballin’, yeah, n-gg- like swish
broke your b-tch down and i got the proof
when i’m in town, i got the loot
gave it a ham, i am the truth
baby, i’m ’bout to come f-ck up your swoop
dressin’ her down just like some hooch
his sister gon’ blow on a n-gg- like flutes
f-ckin’ that lil’ b-tch down in the coupe

- yella beezy lyrics

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