Verse 1: Yo, it’s B Money, I’m the king of the skies, Too fly for the ground, gotta rise to my highs. Drop the mic once, crowd beggin’ for more, I pick it back up just to drop it on the floor. Smooth with the flow like a jet in flight, Catchin’ looks so sharp I’m a full-on sight. From clinics to the yard, I’m the flyest around, Even gravity knows I don’t touch down. Chorus: I’m so fly, I drop the mic, pick it up, drop it twice, Make ‘em clap like a show, no need to think twice. Swagger on tilt, yeah, the vibes always win, I’m so fly, I drop the mic, pick it up just to drop it again. Verse 2: Got that crisp white coat but my style’s too mean, Clinically clean but my kicks stay pristine. Mochas in hand, but I sip ‘em with flair, I’m so fly, even wind be catchin’ my air. Quantum AI? Yeah, I’m buildin’ the future, Data so smooth, even bits need a booster. Sunfish Lane bounce mode? Call me the king, I don’t just pull up—I arrive on wing. Chorus: I’m so fly, I drop the mic, pick it up, drop it twice, Make ‘em clap like a show, no need to think twice. Swagger on tilt, yeah, the vibes always win, I’m so fly, I drop the mic, pick it up just to drop it again. Bridge: Every rhyme I spit? Like a bird in the breeze, Floatin’ over tracks with the greatest of ease. I don’t chase respect—it follows me through, Fly dads worldwide sayin’, “B Money, it’s you!” Outro: So next time you see me, mic fallin’ to the ground, Know I’m pickin’ it up just to lay it back down. Too fly to fail, too slick to pretend, I’m B Money, so fly it’s a trend. (Mic drops… again.)
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