S.I.

S.I.

S.I.

Tootsie.

Yeah.

S.I.

Tootsie.

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.

Louis, Gucci, Frank.

Mueller, let me introduce you to my jeweler.

Ice out.

Bermuda inches pumped by the sewer I'm so fly nigga I'ma need a tape

I'm so fly, nigga, I'ma need a cake, ay.

I'm so fly, nigga, I'ma need a cake, ay.

And money grown trees, nigga, I'ma need a rig, ay.

Yeah, I hit the corner and I shine on them.

Tender fenders, leather seat, and I recline on them.

I got them bitches running back, I press with wine on them.

Green and yellow diamonds in my chain, I live in lime on them.

Them Gucci shoes wasn't cheap, I put a grand on them.

Hit the mall and go get fly Peter Pan on them.

Hit the club and pop a bottle, do my dance on them.

Make it rain in VIP, I rub a ban on them.

It ain't chicken if you gotta put my visa on them.

Take them down and then forget them.

I am Misha Omer.

So when you're talking about money, you should mention me.

Because if a nigga ain't starting, then I'm incomplete.

Louis Gucci, Frank Mueller, let me introduce you to my...

I'm so fly, nigga.

I'm a nigga.

I'm so fly, nigga, I'ma need a tape, ay.

I'm so fly, nigga, I'ma need a tape, ay.

And money grown trees, nigga, I'ma need a rate, ay.

W-A-T-T-S.

Yeah.

And all you need to say, keep it fresh.

Yeah.

Tattoos on my arms like a picture book.

White cap and white beatin' on a picture look.

I'm sending up attention, put that swag on her.

Now she's fun because I abracadabra on her.

Magic trick, magic stick, I Kurt Jackson on her.

In the club with my shape, I put your glasses on.

These niggas know I love to stunt.

Yeah, I've been illegal on them.

If being a shit was a crime, I'd get illegal on them.

So when you're talking about money, you should mention me.

Because if a nigga ain't stunting, then I'm incomplete.

Louis Gucci, Frank Mueller, let me introduce you to my

Jula.

Ice.

Out.

Buh.

Muda.

Brought by the sewer.

I'm so fly, nigga.

I'm a nigga.

I'm so fly, nigga, I'm a need to take.

I'm so fly, nigga, I'm a need to take.

And money growing trees, nigga, I'm a need to wreck.

Yeah.

You niggas know we over here getting money.

We don't sit around.

We get around.

Our outcome is always income.

I need a cape.

I need a rake.

I need a gas mask.

I need an armored truck.

I need a gun.

I need a trash bag.

They call me Salvatore.

I mean Hugo Boss with the Lambo doors.

Color applesauce.

Lemon heads in my ring like a Laker boy.

I got bags of white girl sauce.

Shake a boy.

The roof is gone.

She can see the little dipper.

My head blown LVs on a zipper.

So fly, nigga, I'ma need a cape.

And the duffel bag's full, nigga, I'ma need a safe.

Louis Gucci, Frank Mueller.

Let me introduce you to my

I'm so fly, nigga, I'ma need to take, hey.

I'm so fly, nigga, I'ma need a tape.

I'm so fly, nigga, I'ma need a tape.

And money grown trees, nigga, I'ma need a rate.

I'm so fly, nigga.

I'm so fly.

I'm so fly, nigga.

I'm so fly.

I'm so fly, nigga.

I'm so fly.

I'm so fly, nigga.

I'm beneath the tape.

I'm so fly, nigga.

I'm so fly.

I'm so fly, nigga.

I'm so fly.

I'm so fly, baby.

I'm so fly.