T.I.
You Ain’t Fly
[Intro]
Message to the gangstas
Ayy, man, it's a lot of cats out here, man
These cats imposters, man
These cats impersonating ballers, man
I'm telling you, man
These n***as really broke out here on the low
You do not have to lie to kick it, man, I swear, man
Hey

[Chorus]
You lyin' bout that dough you say you got, you ain't fly
Wit' them cloudy-ass rocks in your watch, you ain't fly
See, you imitatin' cats who really hot, but you ain't fly
Man, you n***as need to stop you know you barely getting by, you ain't fly
Your 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 bitches when you barely getting by

[Verse 1]
I hate to see a n***a on some dummy shit
Talking big money shit
Livin' wit' his mom, swear God that he runnin' shit
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 your chain, I'm makin' fun of that
Charm flickin' from time to time, tryin' to shine
My shit 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]
You lyin' bout that dough you say you got, you ain't fly
Wit' them cloudy-ass rocks in your watch, you ain't fly
See, you imitatin' cats who really hot, but you ain't fly
Man, you n***as need to stop you know you barely getting by, you ain't fly
Your 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 bitches when you barely getting by

[Verse 2]
Ha, these n***as tickle me
“Why they gotta kick it like they rich, to me?”
I been doin' this since I was six, so this ain't shit 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 bitches lookin'
I'ma give 'em what they wanna see
Your outfit cost less than my underclothes
Ya ride ain't shit, man, I put my bitch 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 mine's extended
Feet kicked up, curtains closed, mind your business n***a (Hey)

[Chorus]
You lyin' bout that dough you say you got, you ain't fly
Wit' them cloudy-ass rocks in your watch, you ain't fly
See, you imitatin' cats who really hot, but you ain't fly
Man, you n***as need to stop you know you barely getting by, you ain't fly
Your 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 bitches when you barely getting by
You lyin' bout that dough you say you got, you ain't fly
Wit' them cloudy-ass rocks in your watch, you ain't fly
See, you imitatin' cats who really hot, but you ain't fly
Man, you n***as need to stop you know you barely getting by, you ain't fly
Your 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 bitches when you barely getting by