FLYTROOP Lyrics – Yeat

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[Pre-Chorus]
(Why they stop and stare, huh, ’cause they know I’m famous)
(We don’t play it fair, huh, uh, play no favorites)

[Chorus]
Huh, I’m a fly soldier, I’m a fly troop
Uh, I’m a king high, I’m on king moon (Phew)
We on X too, yeah
Huh, come for necks too
Come outside, yeah, with a gun and we get you, shoot
Pop outside, send a parachute (Go crazy)
I’m a God compared to you (Bih, already said)

You a lil’ ass shrimp (Bih, on my side), I’m a barracuda (Okay)
It’s embarrassing comparison (Bih, on my side)
Uh (Bih), I could barely stand, I could barely sit (Scary)
When you pop outside, don’t it get scary?
When you clear up old lies (Phew, it’s said), don’t it get scary?
Holding up the weight on your shoulder, you can’t carry
Yeah, we call you six feet, ’cause we get you buried
Everybody be on the same s*it
Every time I fu*k up something else, I make the lane switch
Every time (Err) I do some for myself, I make the payments
Every time I do some for myself this s*it get dangerous
I could tell you normal life ain’t coming, ’cause s*it get dangerous
I could smell your bulls*it over here, like I work at fragrance

[Pre-Chorus]
(Watch these diamonds down, huh, ’cause they know I’m famous)
(We don’t play it fair, huh, uh, play no favorites)
(Gotta know I’m famous, yeah, play no favorites)

[Chorus]
Huh, I’m a fly soldier, I’m a fly troop
Uh, I’m a king high, I’m on king moon (Phew)
We on X too, yeah
Huh, come for necks too
Come outside, yeah, with a gun and we get you, shoot

Pop outside, send a parachute (Go crazy)
I’m a God compared to you (Bih, already said)
You a lil’ ass shrimp (Bih, on my side), I’m a barracuda (Okay)
It’s embarrassing comparison (Bih, on my side)
Uh (Bih), I could barely stand, I could barely sit (Scary)
When you pop outside, don’t it get scary?
When you clear up old lies (Phew, it’s said), don’t it get scary?
Holding up the weight on your shoulder, you can’t carry
Yeah, we call you six feet, ’cause we get you buried
Everybody be on the same s*it
Every time I fu*k up something else, I make the lane switch
Every time (Err) I do some for myself, I make the payments
Every time I do some for myself this s*it get dangerous
I could tell you normal life ain’t coming, ’cause s*it get dangerous
I could smell your bulls*it over here, like I work at fragrance

[Pre-Chorus]
(Watch these diamonds down, huh, ’cause they know I’m famous)
(We don’t play it fair, huh, uh, play no favorites)