i fly high like a air plane i rap like gucci mane oh you mad go cry to your dad she be wanting vans but she just trying to flex out to the fans dont even try you dont have a chance fix your stance i can hit with out a glance my boy nolan you be looking like you from pollend but whatever you a orpan go back to kindergarden put on some lotion you ashy you ugly but im flashy what you got back at me lets see what you got peace