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Yeat - Flytroop Lyrics

(Why they stop and stare, huh? 'Cause they know I'm famous)
(We don't play it fair, huh, uh, play no flagrance)

Huh, I'm a fly soldier, I'm a fly troop
Uh, I'm a king high, I'm on king Moon (phew)
(Phew) we on x too (yeah)
Huh, come for necks too (yeah, crazy)
Come outside, yeah, with a gun, and we get you, shoot
Pop outside, send a parachute (yeah, crazy)
I'm a God compared to you (bih, already said, woo)
You a lil' ass shrimp (bih', on my side), I'm a barracuda (woo, okay)
It's embarrassin' comparison (bih, on my side, woo)
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?
Holdin' up the weight on your shoulder, you can't carry
Yeah, we call you six feet, 'cause we get you buried (woo-ooh)
Everybody be on the same shit
Every time I fuck up somethin' else, I make the lane switch
Every time (err) I do some for myself, I make the payments
Every time (phew) I do some for myself this shit get dangerous
I could tell you normal life ain't comin', 'cause shit get dangerous
I could smell your bullshit over here, like I work at fragrance

(Why they stop and stare, huh? 'Cause they know I'm famous)
(We don't play it fair, huh, uh, play no flagrance)
(Gotta know I'm famous, yeah, play no flagrance)

Huh, I'm a fly soldier, I'm a fly troop (woo)
Uh, I'm a king high, I'm on king Moon (woo-ha)
(Phew) we on x too (yeah)
Huh, come for necks too (yeah, crazy)
(Ahh) come outside, yeah, with a gun, and we get you, shoot (ahh)
Pop outside, send a parachute (yeah, crazy)
I'm a God compared to you (bih, already said, woo)
You a lil' ass shrimp (bih, on my side), I'm a barracuda (woo, okay)
It's embarrassin' comparison (bih, on my side, woo)
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?
Holdin' up the weight on your shoulder, you can't carry
Yeah, we call you six feet, 'cause we get you buried (woo-ooh)
Everybody be on the same shit
Every time I fuck up somethin' else, I make the lane switch
Every time (err) I do some for myself, I make the payments
Every time (phew) I do some for myself this shit get dangerous
I could tell you normal life ain't comin', 'cause shit get dangerous
I could smell your bullshit over here, like I work at fragrance

(Watch these diamonds down, huh, 'cause they know I'm famous)
(We don't play it fair, huh, uh, play no flagrance)