Creamie - Fly S#!@ lyrics

[Hook] Under the influence of fly sh** x3 Under the influence sh** I'm under the influence Under the influence of fly sh** x3 Under the influence sh** I'm under the influence [Verse 1: Matt.B] Under the influence, my pants sagging Evident as my zig zags, my fist clinched or a six pack of that heineken Yeah I'm getting high again, sh** yeah but else is new Flying, all my hoes is riding like what else is they supposed to do Just waiting for they debut Before the curtain calls I see why they be hating you So I never take a day off Yeah I'm heading for that payoff MVP of the playoffs See some chumps is talking hard Now they taking lumps and days off Cuz I'm a champion, poor kid down up Lampin' in my city Now these hoes wanna f** with me? best believe I s** them titties And that's just how it goes, when you catch a little buzz That's just some things I know, and all I ever really does Drink a lot but I smoke more Sir mix a lot with the odor My Nana be like "oh lord" He's a wild child, he cut his own cord Whoa! What you waitin' for? Your mind filled up with satan's goals I'm smoking on loud and proud On the phone to increase the payroll Cuz I'm [Hook] [Verse 2: Masta Wutu] sh** i got some hoes down south, love to roll round round On the floor, now now, what ya know, pow pow Guns gon' blow, up in ya middle, sh** ain't a riddle Just wanna sizzle all of these s*uts take it in they bu*t an I watch um jiggle But i'm, puttin' in work, on the map gotta make my buck Don't give f**, sh** outta luck, quackin' a** rappers better motherf**in' duck So now whats up, livin' street struck Mothaf**as don't wanna jip to pick the heat up So I put my feet up, seat back, roll up a fat bag of sack cause I'm G'd up N as a matter fact, thugs skigggity scat when my mac attack They diggyin back like jammin' on Shaq, balls gettin' flat Cut um no slack y'all mans just wack... These guns don't chat,my boys don't rat How annoyin' is that when y'all toyin' wit rap and we boilin' that, we royal wit that Y'all can't cook y'all spoilin' rap Y'all stay shook we enjoyin' that 2 face mans gettin' foiled back We too coy for that, hoes pourin' back Now my feet down, back on the ground no beef now Still runnin' the town only way we know how Movin' more weight then Mr.Plow [Bridge: Matt.B] Under the influence Wondering why I take these risks Odds keep changing, still place bets Flowin' with the utmost of respect Cuz I'm x4 [Hook]