F.L.Y. - Ras Kass

Yo, Green

Timin' is everything, my G

Timin' is what separates, like, regular people from pedophiles

Haha

Bar

Uh, real niggas back in style again (Church)

How I’m making a lot of noise from a silent pen (Ahh)

Adjusted the rifle scope, had to dial it in

And fuck a humble loss, I’d rather have a violent win

Viola Davis on the violin, who getting away with murder?

I guess the owl did, throw the towel in (Woo)

They ask me if I’m one of the best

Just think Black Thought on Funkmaster Flex, hmm, yes

Fuck reminiscing, living in the past shit

'Cause not everything old is classic

All I know is get dough, battle rap, I’m reachin like a tip toe

Today’s current currency is crypto

Hate to blast ya, but I have to

I suggest you get low, ya life’s played out like Sprinkle Bae

And them fuckin «For the Dick» posts

Who rocks the coast?

Rassy

Cardigans and cashmere, fuck last year

Out with the old, in with the new

Fuck what you did, it’s about what it do

F-L-Y, fuck last year

F-L-Y, fuck last year

Out with the old, in with the new

Fuck what you did, it’s about what it do

F-L-Y, fuck last year

Life’s a bitch then you die, time fly

Every year the ball drop in Times Square

Age twelve my balls dropped, adolescent male

Ball big like LaVar ('Var), spit like Lamar ('Mar)

Not a Arabic, still tryin' to get it, Inshallah (Get what?)

Get to the bag like airport carousels

Industry dudes saying real rap will never sell

You know that guy, the Carrot Top, the fairy tale

That nigga, half snake and rat nigga

Trap nigga, he don’t like boom-bap, well that figures

I dispose of these hoes, Jack Ripper

Lot of bitches getting blocked on the 'Gram, she feel tight

I’m not likin' a hundred pics I can’t fuck in real life (Bitch)

Green, we go back to 4-tracks

So you entitled to your opinion, but not your own facts

Niggas is so wack, throwin' up on your throwback

Time F-L-Y, now hold that

Out with the old, in with the new

Fuck what you did, it’s about what it do

F-L-Y, fuck last year

F-L-Y, fuck last year

Out with the old, in with the new

Fuck what you did, it’s about what it do

F-L-Y, fuck last year

Life’s a bitch then you die, time fly

We gonna— we gon' rob y’all at the end of the night (Yay)

We gonna take everything (Yeah)

And, uh, straight like that

This what it’s all about

Celebration is all about love, love, love

Let’s go (Yeah)

Shout out to Ras Kass