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BIRDIES

 

BIRDIES

(álbum: LOYALTY - 2021)


Had to keep the birdies in the basement
Feds came through and we ain't say shit
Had to get it now cus I ain't patient
Henny and the women never chase it
Nigga it get chilly where we from
I know you ain't really got a drum
I be with ya shawty going dumb
I just popped a pilly going numb
Riding in Beamer and it's stolen
Eating so my pockets getting swollen
Money got ya baby momma open
Had to get my Cuban all golden
Ops out side they ain't safe uh
Chops on ride for the case uh
Fuck it keep a glock just in case
Close casket hit his face uh
I don't mean to talk about the violence
But I'd rather do it then be silent
I be in the jungle with the lions
Hating on the gang a nigga firing

Henny out the bottle I don't pour up
I be with the keys like Sora
Chilling wit the apes like Dora
You gon need a tomb like Laura
Fuck it take a flight out Cabo
I might have to buss it cus ya shawty is a thot hoe
I ain't got a limit nigga I feel like Fabo
I'm already spitting so I'm yelling bitch swallow

Had to keep the birdies in the basement
Feds came through and we ain't say shit
Had to get it now cus I ain't patient
Henny and the women never chase it
Nigga it get chilly where we from
I know you ain't really got a drum
I be with ya shawty going dumb
I just popped a pilly going numb
Riding in Beamer and it's stolen
Eating so my pockets getting swollen
Money got ya baby momma open
Had to get my Cuban all golden
Ops out side they ain't safe uh
Chops on ride for the case uh
Fuck it keep a glock just in case
Close casket hit his face uh
I don't mean to talk about the violence
But I'd rather do it then be silent
I be in the jungle with the lions
Hating on the gang a nigga firing

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