Let It Fly
[Transcribing]

[Intro: TrapQuan$]
Man, you know, how the fuck we comin’, man (Bah! Bam!)
You know, what the fuck we doin’ out here (Brr!)
On another track with my nigga, Jay, we finna wreck this shit
Let’s get it

[Verse 1: JayDoe]
I’ve been gettin’ money, ain’t no time to wait
Yo’ bitch on my fuckin’ timeline
Scrollin’ down, Instagram timeline
Money on my phone, hit my line
You need dubs? You need quarters? Hit my line
Know I’m taxin’ big bro on my line
What’s the deal? Niggas talkin’ so fire
‘Til their bro bring the chopper out now, fire
F-F-Fire, yo’ main bitch, she on me, now
Yeah, I pull it out, yeah, I nutted in her mouth
I ain’t from the South, my family from the South
Yeah, we reppin’, bossin’ threes up from the South
Yeah, I walk up in the spot, bag it up
Trappin’ niggas know I get it, then, I add it up
I stack it, bag it, yeah, I flip it, then, I get some mo’
Bitches suckin’ and they fuckin’, and they hit the do’
“JayDoe, oh, no!
Go and grab that .40”
Or the .45 with the [?], nigga, let it blow
Big bro, grab the pounds, yeah, for the low
We get it off, we taxin’ niggas, Milwaukee, we ballin’, bro
Ballin’, I’m ballin’
Yeah, I’m ballin’, ain’t no stallin’
Yo’ main bitch on me, callin’
Yeah, I swear, I keep her waitin’
Ain’t no time for patience, ain’t no time for waitin’
I’m hangin’ ‘round with them Haitians
Blue and Red flags, yeah, but I fuck with the Blue side
Yeah, the left side
All my Crip niggas, yeah, we let it fly
[Verse 2: TrapQuan$]
Yeah, let it bang, they let it fly
I’m so high, I’m in the sky
And I’ll never come back ‘til the Fourth of July
I’m chillin’ with my bros, we fuckin’ they hoes
I don’t care ‘bout no ho, where all my woes?
I got a .44, you know, bro, let it blow
Everybody know, everybody know me
Like, one, two, three, Do-Re-Mi
Fa-So-La-Ti-Do, my niggas on the block, tryna get that Green
Aye, aye, aye, tryna get that…
Aye, my nigga pulled up with a .30 Glock, and you know, he got a beam
Green beam, and he got a Red beam
Them .30s be singin’ like a choir, let it ring
All my niggas on the block with a scheme
All my niggas tryna scheme to the money
Yeah, my nigga, gettin’ to the money
Bitch hoppin’ on dick like a bunny
This shit cut her sweet like some honey
[?]
All my niggas in the [?], pistol packin’