Fijimacintosh
SPUNK!
[Intro]
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah

[Verse]
Simon says, "Spin that n***a"
Simon says, "Spin an opp"
Simon says, "Spin that n***a"
Simon says, "Get that n***a"
Simon says, "Kill that n***a"
Simon says, "Get that n***a"
Simon says, "Spin that n***a"
I'm on the block with a beam
I'm on the block with a beam
[?] like I can't see these n***as
Took that bitch from you, you can't get a picture
Treat her like Malcom, that bitch in the middle
[?] just want some dick in her liver
[?]
What is your name? Oh, I do not remember
Sippin' on the purple rain, n***a, RIP Prince
Bunch of young n***as in the club with no common sense
He thought he was tough, me and [?] made him six feet
Fuck all of that talkin', if it's smoke, bitch, show me
These n***as talk to the policе
[?]
[?]
These n***as really my offspring
[?]
I gotta always havе a Plan B
Jump on the stage, it's a stampede
Smokin' on Kush, smell like tangerine
[?] like a tambourine
She said that she love me, that don't mean a thing
Material things, they don't mean a thing
I'm searchin' for purpose, bitch, what do you mean?
If you broke, not swag, n***a, don't talk to me
[?]
[Chorus]
Fly, the window fly
The window fly
The window fly
The window fly
The window fly
The window fly
The window-, yeah, yeah
Fly, The window fly
The window fly
The window fly
The window fly
The window fly
The window fly
The window fly
Yeah, I done went mental
I done went mental
I done went mental
I done went mental
I done went mental
I done went, I done went, I done went mental
Yeah, yeah
Fly, the window fly
The window fly
The window fly
The window fly
The window fly
The window fly
The window-, yeah, yeah