Match My Fly Lyrics written by Demario Dewayne White, from the album “Time Served” sung by Moneybagg Yo.

MATCH MY FLY LYRICS

SINGER	MONEYBAGG YO
ALBUM	TIME SERVED
LYRICIST	DEMARIO DEWAYNE WHITE

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“Match My Fly – Moneybagg Yo”

MATCH MY FLY LYRICS

That’s DTB for sure
You inspired this
And I got you, pinky promise (So, yeah)

If I say you look fuckable, how would you react? (Huh?)
Starin’ at you, daydreamin’ ’bout hittin’ it from the back (Uh, uh)
Ain’t no way we can fuck off without no strings attached (We can’t)
Let me prove the past don’t matter, we can start from scratch (Uh)
No lie (Lie), look how you complement me, girl
You matchin’ my fly (Fly)
You remind me of my stepper, ’cause I know you gon’ slide (Slide)
Your body like a Percocet, it give me a high
Just keep matchin’ my fly (Go)

One day I was lurkin’ on IG, thirsty, full of the purple (Full of the ‘maz)
Thought to myself, “What’s wrong with her? ‘Cause right now she look perfect” (All the way)
Shit together, she look worth it (Worth it)
And her bag, yeah, a Birkin (Birkin)
Never seen her out in person (Why?)
She low-key, close curtain (Hey)
I’m so on go with what we doin’, ain’t no stoppin’ (No)
You’d think we been knowin’ each other, the way we rockin’ (Locked in)
I’m not gon’ play that shit ’bout you, just know I’m steppin’ (What’s up?)
Before you ever was my bitch, you was my best friend
Federal, we locked in (In)
I know your purse say D and G, holdin’ my FN (Bah)
It ain’t no you or me ’cause we is what I’m reppin’ (Us)
Tell me your problems from the top floor of the Westin (Up)
To have a real bitch is a blessin’ (Uh)

You match my fly, this ain’t no competition (‘Cause we is the same)
My Rollie hittin’ while your AP glistenin’ (Buss down, diamonds plain)
I thought I had it all, but you was missin’ (Question, where you was at?)
I see a future with you, baby, we can go the distance (Go)
Poppin’ out (Poppin’ out), showin’ out (Showin’ out)
Good dick got you glowin’ now (Uh)
They gon’ talk, but you ain’t gotta listen (Nope)
Just don’t let your friends blow it now (Haha)
We crossed that line, it ain’t no turnin’ back (Point of no return)
I think I love you like I love them racks (Love you like my money, yeah)
(For real) Yeah, who don’t want a boss bitch? (She don’t need no nigga really)
Count money and talk shit (You can get it with me)
Ride for your nigga like you ride dick (Uh, uh)
Beyonce in public, RiRi in private (Ha)