Flisci, Flisci

You see me comin', it's uh

Young Flisci and I do what I'm 'posed to

Probably seen me 'round the city, but I'm hard to get close to

Doin' better than most do, livin' bi-costal

And all these diamonds on me, it's hard not too be boastful

I don't ask 'em, "What's they name?" It's, "What's they shoe size?"

Two girlfriends, who said that I can't pick two sides?

She just wanna wear all my chains for a little bit

I'm just tryna fuck in the Range for a little bit

Pussy got a grip, she a dangerous lil' bitch

Ain't single chick out here that my Amex can't get

Might hit the Beverly Hills for Garlic Noodles

Garlic crab, on my tabs and the chef bring it to you

I'm like that, you know, I like that, you know

If I ever fell off, I'd be right back, you know

Took her to the airport for her flight back and so

<span begin="53.415" end="56.491">She said, "Flisci, I ain't met no one like you before"</span> <span ttm:role="x-bg"><span begin="55.366" end="56.499">(Is that so?)</span></span>

<span begin="56.509" end="1:01.681">Flisci, Flisci, Flicsi, I always love when you're around</span> <span ttm:role="x-bg"><span begin="1:01.051" end="1:02.439">(Why is that so?)</span></span>

<span begin="1:02.001" end="1:07.417">'Cause every time you come around, you put it down</span> <span ttm:role="x-bg"><span begin="1:06.499" end="1:07.855">(You know how that go)</span></span>

<span begin="1:07.865" end="1:12.896">Flisci, yo Flisci, why can't you be mine?</span> <span ttm:role="x-bg"><span begin="1:08.531" end="1:13.447">(What? Who you playin' with?)</span></span>

<span begin="1:13.457" end="1:17.969">I don't usually share, but maybe just this time</span> <span ttm:role="x-bg"><span begin="1:17.979" end="1:19.436">(What you sayin', huh?)</span></span>

Look, uh

Young Flisci, I set the bar

Dropped outta law school, 'cause I was guilty of doin' fraud

I had all the bitches laced in that Dolce and newest Fendi

I was known for goin' to a Honda to doin' a Bentleys

I'm the one that introduced Bottega to ghetto bitches

Out in the Bahamas, bad bitches and yellow fishes

World class resorts is all that we resort too

The D.A. tryna argue that I'm not that remorseful

Remember all the days I used to struggle to pay rent

My opps couldn't touch me if they wanted, we made men

Indictments came out, I'm just lucky my name out it

And if I went down, then at least she got a chain out it, you know

<span begin="1:53.032" end="1:58.169">Flisci, Flisci, Flicsi, I always love when you're around</span> <span ttm:role="x-bg"><span begin="1:57.519" end="1:58.542">(Why is that so?)</span></span>

<span begin="1:58.552" end="2:03.660">'Cause every time you come around, you put it down</span> <span ttm:role="x-bg"><span begin="2:03.143" end="2:04.276">(You know how that go)</span></span>

<span begin="2:04.286" end="2:09.563">Flisci, yo Flisci, why can't you be mine?</span> <span ttm:role="x-bg"><span begin="2:04.924" end="2:10.288">(What? What you sayin' then?)</span></span>

I don't usually share, but maybe just this time