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Flrr flrr flrr Flr flr flr Shit Sack chasers nigga, no homo, no Diddy Got more money than that nigga hatin' on me That's a fact, I still got more money Comin' through the trap, put BIRDLIFESTYLE on the map I don't give a f*ck bout keepin' friends I'm tryna keep fiends inside my trap She wanna kick it, Sean McBrams Told shawty, she good, put it on my tab I got diamonds on my neck and wrist All black, everything on my fit Both of my main bitches tryna have my kids, Mr. Flare', you gotta run it up quick Get more money and make it flip Get them niggas more mad, turn up his bitch Jump off stage, turn up this bitch I wanna see you turn up in this bitch I wanna see bands thrown up in this bitch I'm geeked as hell turnt up as shit Can't no rap nigga tell me shit I'm eatin' mines good and you beat your bitch F*ck it, no hook, NCP shit Niggas know me and NCP twins Niggas know me and NCP fiends Niggas payin' tax if you see my features I was clappin' hands, my turn on the bleachers BIRD too fly, walkin' around with a Visa Me and SLATT Hadiii, put drugs in a liter Watch me heat up in this bitch like geezer She gon bow down to my feet like Caesar Have you ever, rode in a car, no keys How you connect, you ain't even touch keys Call em my BIRDz, or I call them big B's Huncholina, passed me the blunt You know this shit's stuffed with some runts What my numbers doin'? Runnin', runnin', runnin', runnin' up Spendin' too much when I get geeked up Pass me the chaser I'm gettin' hiccups Trap phone on me, I need to re-up Gettin' money, eight ways like octopus I love my bitch and I love my kush They pussy and cap like Dr. Seuss Rap niggas gotta die, it's overdue She ridin' Big BIRD like a brand new coupe I'm passin' her twin like an alley oop Just do what I do, you gotta carry your hood Just do what I do, you gotta carry your hood Bitch can't touch me at the show, I got security, ok Fuckin' with me, feelin' gave that hoes, some game and purity Yeah, I love my hood, but damn, I'm not no charity Yeah, we all got it, out the mud why you ain't proud of me BIRDLIFESTYLE, all black attire I'm him and Llz, him in Blantyre Pop a lil' somethin' so I don't get tired Big CEO and she wanna get hired National bank make the funds get wired Presidential twerk on my wrist, Meg The Stallion Off of that lean slow like Joe Biden 420 flights, me and Hadiii co-pilot Yeah, yeah, yeah Just like that, yeah Walk down, walk down No hook, no hook, no hook No need, no need, no need My twin in this bitch geekin' Squah