Fly away

Hook (Luke Garçons):

She gon tap, tap, tap, run it back
She gon run, run, run, like a rat
She gon pull up, pull up, pull it take it back
I don’t need that, that, bring it back
We gon skrt away, yeah
We gon fly away, yeah
Switchin lanes, yeah yeah
On the interstate, yeah
We gon go fast, yeah
Two-Twenty dash, yeah
We gon do it, yeah yeah
Like a lap, yeah yeah yeah

Verse 1 (Luke Garçons):

Yeah, and I go away
I don’t need it
I gon go (what, what)
Like I rip it
I gon go
Like a risk
I gon go
I gon need this
On my knees
Get you on your knees
Just for me, (yeah, yeah)
I’m on me
I’m gon go
You gon go
You gon go, (what, what)
You gon go
I don’t know
I don’t wanna know
You wan go
I wan go
I reach the stars
I’m going far
We gon go, go, go
I grab my pole
Going far
I grab my law, (yeah, yeah)
Grab my dawg, (yeah, yeah)
Going far, (yeah, yeah)
I reach the stars, (yeah, yeah)
I going far, (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
I don’t need it, (yeah, yeah)
Grab my C’s (yeah, yeah)
Got designer and the hearts on my feet, (yeah, yeah)
I got rich!
I got RICK!
On my feet
On my teeth
Bands gone
I got a a grip
Its gon go, (yeah, yeah)

Hook (Luke Garçons)

She gon tap, tap, tap, run it back
She gon run, run, run, like a rat
She gon pull up, pull up, pull it take it back
I don’t need that, that, bring it back
We gon skrt away, yeah
We gon fly away, yeah
Switchin lanes, yeah yeah
On the interstate, yeah
We gon go fast, yeah
Two-Twenty dash, yeah
We gon do it, yeah yeah
Like a lap, yeah yeah yeah

Verse 2 (Boi Mystery):

Got a forty on my me that’s a brand-new Draco
And the forgiattos on stickin off the lanes whoa
Got that shorty on me Slidin in the phantom
Broken hearted but my diamonds hit they dancin
She can’t keep up, she got d cups, got my heater
Lease up, got my black card, that’s my visa
We up, get my cheese up, ain’t no pizza
She slumped, I delete her, double g’d up
6 3 0, We rep the ville
Gotta go its seven till
They all hope that I’m real but they ain’t knowin’ how I feel
Take a jet to the west coast
Wag that’s my best bro
Diamonds vvs whoa
Wait until my set close
3-2-1 then the chop hit
Eating panda so you know I keep a chopstick
I might get you opps sick
I might make you drop quick
Luke and hank just sauced it
Like I’m Jordan cross it
She gon tap
I might run it back
Pull up brand new Cadillac
Got your shorty in the back

Hook (Luke Garçons):

She gon tap, tap, tap, run it back
She gon run, run, run, like a rat
She gon pull up, pull up, pull it take it back
I don’t need that, that, bring it back
We gon skrt away, yeah
We gon fly away, yeah
Switchin lanes, yeah yeah
On the interstate, yeah
We gon go fast, yeah
Two-Twenty dash, yeah
We gon do it, yeah yeah
Like a lap, yeah yeah yeah