[Chorus: Cootie & BiC Fizzle]
Bitch, I'm super fly
I just switched the drip, threw on my Forces with a suit and tie
Diamonds hit up chandelier, you playing you won't see tomorrow
Moving like the mob we driving fast inside these fancy cars
Brick house, three-car garage
I'm living large, you should've seen a star
I got stupid high, BiC Fizzle feeling super fly
Wockesha in one liter got me floating bitch I'm on planet Mars
No, we ain't far from the M's
Them young niggas some shooting stars
I got far from playing my cards right, young nigga super smart
[Verse 1: Cootie]
Solo in that two door super fly plus I'm the hero
Juiced up feed my ego, yeah you know I got that lingo
I was out there I was too broke
Now I'm out there with them whitе folks
Invest in so much real estatе, can't see my bank get too low
Remember praying for a come up I was hustling for the bills
Now I live that life a different whip at every crib
Invested in a truck, I get a check without the deal
Real trap nigga, member I was hustling out the crib
Risk-taker so you know that come with how I live
I'm a bitch taker, all I do is smile and she come here
I been winning for some years lil nigga let's just keep it clear
You can't catch this SRT, fuck around and left up in the rear
[Chorus: Cootie & BiC Fizzle]
Bitch, I'm super fly
I just switched the drip, threw on my forces with a suit and tie
Diamonds hit up chandelier, you playing you won't see tomorrow
Moving like the mob we driving fast inside these fancy cars
Brick house, three-car garage
I'm living large, you should've seen a star
I got stupid high, BiC Fizzle feeling super fly
Wockesha in one liter got me floating bitch I'm on planet Mars
No, we ain't far from the M's
Them young niggas some shooting stars
I got far from playing my cards right, young nigga super smart
[Verse 2: BiC Fizzle]
Juiced up full of doe, I'm feeling good, so hide your ho
Drip from head to toe, attention when I hit the door
I don't do features if you ain't paying the fee
That's some that you should know
Did it fast and fled the scene, he got hit up by a ghost
Poof
Two-door this a coop, I ain't solo got your boo
Bust her down can't get her off me
This hoe stuck like super glue
Straight to the top
I ain't need no wings but you can say Big Fizzle flew
1K 4L this shit ain't new, been like that since middle school
I'm a real nigga
Come straight out that bottom, he a problem
They can't deal with 'em
Gossip like these hoes, these niggas bitches
I can't deal with 'em
Record label come, I need a mill' or I can't deal with 'em
Keep that Tommy on me like I'm Hilfiger
[Chorus: Cootie & BiC Fizzle]
Bitch, I'm super fly
I just switched the drip, threw on my forces with a suit and tie
Diamonds hit up chandelier, you playing you won't see tomorrow
Moving like the mob we driving fast inside these fancy cars
Brick house, three-car garage
I'm living large, you should've seen a star
I got stupid high, BiC Fizzle feeling super fly
Wockesha in one liter got me floating bitch I'm on planet Mars
No, we ain't far from the M's
Them young niggas some shooting stars
I got far from playing my cards right, young nigga super smart
Supafly was written by BiC Fizzle & Beau Willie & Cootie.
Supafly was produced by Beau Willie.