Moneybagg Yo – Match My Fly Lyrics

Match My Fly

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"Match My Fly." - Moneybagg Yo

Sunday, 25 October 2026, 07:03 pm

Album: Time Served (Deluxe)

Track No: 19

You inspired this, I gotcha, pinky promise
If I say you look fuckable, how would you react? (Huh)
Starin' at you, daydreamin' 'bout hittin' it from the back
Ain't no way we can fuck off without no strings attached (We can't)
Let me prove the past don't matter, we can start from scratch (Huh)
No lie (Lie), look how you complement me, girl, you matchin' my fly (Fly)
You remind me of my stepper, 'cause I know you gon' slide (Slide)
Your body, like a Percocet, it give me a high
Just keep matchin' my fly (Go)
One day I was lurkin' on IG thirstin', full of the purple (Feelin' amazin')
Thoughts to myself, what's wrong with her? 'Cause right now, she look perfect
Shit together, she look worth it (Worked it)
In her bag, yeah, a Birkin (Birkin)
Never seen her out in person (Why?)
She low-key, closed-curtain (Hey)
I'm so on go with what we doin', ain't no stoppin' (No)
You think we been knowin' each other, the way we rockin' (Locked in)
I'm not gon' play this shit 'bout you, just know I'm steppin'
Before you ever was my bitch, you was my best friend
Federal, we locked in
I know your purse say D&G, holdin' my FN
It ain't no you or me, 'cause we is what I'm reppin' (Us)
Tell me your problems from the top floor of the Westin (Up)
To have a real bitch is a blessing
If I say you look fuckable, how would you react? (Huh)
Starin' at you, daydreamin' 'bout hittin' it from the back
Ain't no way we can fuck off without no strings attached (We can't)
Let me prove the past don't matter, we can start from scratch (Huh)
No lie (Lie), look how you compliment me, girl, you matchin' my fly (Fly)
You remind me of my stepper, 'cause I know you gon' slide (Slide)
Your body, like a Percocet, it give me a high
Just keep matchin' my fly (Uh)
You match my fly, this ain't no competition ('Cause we is the same)
My Rollie hittin' while your AP glistening (Bust down diamonds plain)
I thought I had it all, but you was missin' (Question, where you was at?)
I see a future with you baby, we can go the distance (Go)
Poppin' out (Poppin' out), showin' out (Showin' out), good dick got you goin' out
They gon' talk, but you ain't gotta listen (Nope)
Just don't let your friends blow it now
We crossed that line and there ain't no turnin' back (Point of no return)
I think I love you like I love them racks (Love you like my money, yeah)
(For real) Yeah, who don't want no boss bitch? (She don't need no **** really)
Count money and talk shit (You can get it with me)
Ride for your **** like you ride dick
Beyoncé in public, RiRi in private
If I say you look fuckable, how would you react? (Huh)
Starin' at you, daydreamin' 'bout hittin' it from the back
Ain't no way we can fuck off without no strings attached (We can't)
Let me prove the past don't matter, we can start from scratch (Huh)
No lie (Lie), look how you compliment me, girl, you matchin' my fly (Fly)
You remind me of my stepper, 'cause I know you gon' slide (Slide)
Your body, like a Percocet, it give me a high
Just keep matchin' my fly (Uh)

Writer(s): Demario White & David Teel.

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