[Message to the Gangsta's:]
Ay man, it a lot of cats out here man,
these cats imposters man, these cats impersonating ballers man, I'm telling you man,
these n**** really broke out here on the low,
You do not have to lie to kick it man, I swear man. Hey...
[Chorus: T.I.]
...Ya lyin' bout that dough you say you got,
You ain't fly
Wit them cloudy a** rocks in ya watch,
You ain't fly
See, you imitatin' cats who really hot but,
You ain't fly
Man, you n***** need to stop you know you barely getting by
You ain't fly
Ya lyin' bout that dough you say you getting'
You ain't fly
In you monkey suits, swearin' that you pimpin'
You ain't fly
Seriously pimpin', stop your bullshitin'
You ain't fly
Out here flexin' for them b****** when you barely getting by
[Verse 1: T.I.]
I hate to see a n**** on some dummy s***,
Talking big money s***,
Livin' wit his mom, swear God that he runnin' s***,
Hey listen, I ain't the one you wanna talk money wit,
Cause I run through and look at you like, "Where the money at?"
You ought be ashamed of you chain, I'm makin' fun of that,
Charm flickin' from time to time tryin' to shine,
My s*** up under my shirt and you admirin' mine,
Whoever told you that bullshit, will fly you a line,
I got a watch wit no diamonds,
Cost twice as much as that bullshit you wear when you call yourself shining,
And your ring, "Boy stop it",
You need to take that neck bullshit chain and put them both in your pocket.
[Chorus]
[Verse 2: T.I.]
Ha, these n***** tickle me,
"Why the gotta kick it like they rich, to me?"
I been doin' this since I was six, so this ain't s*** to me,
Man, I been fly since junior high and elementary,
My uncles raised a G,
But my daddy made a pimp of me,
I never been a wannabe,
I'm everything you wannabe,
As long as b****** lookin',
I'mma give 'em what they wanna see,
Your outfit cost less than my underclothes,
Ya ride ain't s*** man, I put my b**** in one of those,
My rides ridiculous, five and sixes,
Had the Rolls Royce, til I decided to switch it,
Now I'm in the Maybach,
Notice mines extended,
Feet kicked up, curtains closed, mind your business n****.
[Chorus x2]
Ay man, it a lot of cats out here man,
these cats imposters man, these cats impersonating ballers man, I'm telling you man,
these n**** really broke out here on the low,
You do not have to lie to kick it man, I swear man. Hey...
[Chorus: T.I.]
...Ya lyin' bout that dough you say you got,
You ain't fly
Wit them cloudy a** rocks in ya watch,
You ain't fly
See, you imitatin' cats who really hot but,
You ain't fly
Man, you n***** need to stop you know you barely getting by
You ain't fly
Ya lyin' bout that dough you say you getting'
You ain't fly
In you monkey suits, swearin' that you pimpin'
You ain't fly
Seriously pimpin', stop your bullshitin'
You ain't fly
Out here flexin' for them b****** when you barely getting by
[Verse 1: T.I.]
I hate to see a n**** on some dummy s***,
Talking big money s***,
Livin' wit his mom, swear God that he runnin' s***,
Hey listen, I ain't the one you wanna talk money wit,
Cause I run through and look at you like, "Where the money at?"
You ought be ashamed of you chain, I'm makin' fun of that,
Charm flickin' from time to time tryin' to shine,
My s*** up under my shirt and you admirin' mine,
Whoever told you that bullshit, will fly you a line,
I got a watch wit no diamonds,
Cost twice as much as that bullshit you wear when you call yourself shining,
And your ring, "Boy stop it",
You need to take that neck bullshit chain and put them both in your pocket.
[Chorus]
[Verse 2: T.I.]
Ha, these n***** tickle me,
"Why the gotta kick it like they rich, to me?"
I been doin' this since I was six, so this ain't s*** to me,
Man, I been fly since junior high and elementary,
My uncles raised a G,
But my daddy made a pimp of me,
I never been a wannabe,
I'm everything you wannabe,
As long as b****** lookin',
I'mma give 'em what they wanna see,
Your outfit cost less than my underclothes,
Ya ride ain't s*** man, I put my b**** in one of those,
My rides ridiculous, five and sixes,
Had the Rolls Royce, til I decided to switch it,
Now I'm in the Maybach,
Notice mines extended,
Feet kicked up, curtains closed, mind your business n****.
[Chorus x2]