Flying High Lyrics – B-Dizzle

Flying High Lyrics by B-Dizzle

Flying high in the mile-high club
Got my drugs in my slugs, now isn’t that lovely?
And only God is above me
And only God is above me

Feelin’ like a superstar player on his best season
Feel so good, I might kill your son for no reason
And only God is above me
And only God is above me

If my dick she wants to grab
I’ll have the lobster with the crab
I’m a gangster and a half
Money tall like a giraffe

Shoutout to my homie NAV
I kill your son, and then I laugh
I’m worth a million and a half
I took a sh#t inside your bath

Flying high in the mile-high club
Got my drugs in my slugs, now isn’t that lovely?
And only God is above me
And only God is above me

Feelin’ like a superstar player on his best season
Feel so good, I might kill your son for no reason
And only God is abovе me
And only God is above me
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B-Dizzle Lyrics – Flying High

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Flying High