Yung Simmie – Fancy lyrics

[Intro]
Damn right I'm fancy, nigga, what you is?
You bum-ass nigga
Sipping lean out of a glass
Pinky up, king shit, we still mobbing, ho

[Hook]
Pinky up, sipping lean, bitch I'm fancy
I pull off with eight bitches, I'm too fancy
I'll take your bitch, don't you dare me
I fucked her all night, it was fancy
Fancy -- don't act fancy
Hitters at your front door to leave the scene nasty
Actin' like you don't know my crew's so fancy
Fancy -- my bitch so fancy

[Verse 1]
Pour up then I sip
Pull up then I dip
I keep a fancy bitch; all these bitches on my dick
Never cuff 'em, give 'em shit
Barry Bonds with the stick
Getting fancy on a nigga; I won't miss, I bet I hit
Getting fancy with the Ruger, James Bond, don't you slip
James Worthy, you ain't worthy, hundred rounds in the clip
Like I'm Trinidad James, all gold fucking stick
Cook a nigga like he food, hella fancy with the dish
She never make a mess because she fancy with the dick
She pull up with her friends, yeah, that's a fancy bitch
And never falling off because she on that fancy tip
Pretty nine and I keep a fancy clip


[Hook]
Pinky up, sipping lean, bitch I'm fancy
I pull off with eight bitches, I'm too fancy
I'll take your bitch, don't you dare me
I fucked her all night, it was fancy
Fancy -- don't act fancy
Hitters at your front door, to leave the scene nasty
Actin' like you don't know my crew's so fancy
Fancy -- my bitch so fancy

[Verse 2]
Pull up then I smoke
You already know
Hella white bitches geeked up on the flo'
Hella goons coming like a fucking mixtape
She wanna fuck me now 'til I scream, "Bitch, wait"
Simmie be that nigga quick to tell 'em that he fake
I split your cerebellum, pistol whip him in the face
Fancy young nigga, fuck her on the first date
Fancy young nigga, fucking bitches different state
Put the money in my hand or I'll put you in your place
I'm fancy, but I don't fucking play
Ride by, broad day, with the fancy-ass K
I ain't talking Sleeping Beauty, how I made the nigga lay

[Hook]
Pinky up, sipping lean, bitch I'm fancy
I pull off with eight bitches, I'm too fancy
I'll take your bitch, don't you dare me
I fucked her all night, it was fancy
Fancy -- don't act fancy
Hitters at your front door, to leave the scene nasty
Actin' like you don't know my crew's so fancy
Fancy -- my bitch so fancy