Birds Of A Feather
(专辑: Blessed Lil Bastards 3 - 2018)
[Yung Mal:] I
got you Gudda Tay, you a
fool for this one Gudda, mhm Yeah, yeah, yeah Me and my brothers stick together, we like birds of a
feather Came from the
mud, didn't have a
pebble, but we still stuck together Now we in the
Hills, living better, M&M my favorite letter 1.5 my favorite number, green and blue my favorite color Hop in the
Cutlass, hit the
pedal Burning rubber, inside leather She tryna fuck me, I
won't let her I'm always caught up in my schedule When I'm talking, bitch, just shut up Get your check up, you can do better Don't let that bullshit get your ass hit up That lip'll have your ass wet up I
was sleeping on the
floor and all them bugs, they used to eat me up I
couldn't even find a
ride and all the
junkies used to pick me up And now I
pull up with them rackades when I
hop out the
Dooly truck I
just rolled a
Backwood, sparked it up And you know I
got that wooly tucked Lil Co be busting moves like fuck Fool halfway home, time almost up Me and my brothers stick together My mother they mother, nigga, we share the
same blood Me and my brothers stick together, we like birds of a
feather Came from the
mud, didn't have a
pebble, but we still stuck together Now we in the
Hills, living better, M&M my favorite letter 1.5 my favorite number, green and blue my favorite color Hop in the
Cutlass, hit the
pedal Burning rubber, inside leather She tryna fuck me, I
won't let her I'm always caught up in my schedule M&M my favorite letter, 1.5 my favorite number Green and blue my favorite color If I
show love, then you my brother [Lil Quill & Yung Mal:] 1.5 my favorite number Shout out my brother dead and gone, I
love you Green and blue my favorite colors Stack them dubs, hundreds, by the
bundle I
just want smoke, we burning rubber Full course meal when I
at your supper I
just fucked your bitch but I
don't love her Quarter mil one crib, spent that on my mama Me and my brothers stick together Dead broke, ain't nan' nigga help us We like birds of a
feather Send the
mail 'cross while we in East Atlanta Think the
feds at the
door and we got bags like Santa I
will not flag for no ho, I
gave that bitch to Candler [Yung Mal:] Me and my brothers stick together, we like birds of a
feather Came from the
mud, didn't have a
pebble, but we still stuck together Now we in the
Hills, living better, M&M my favorite letter 1.5 my favorite number, green and blue my favorite color Hop in the
Cutlass, hit the
pedal Burning rubber, inside leather She tryna fuck me, I
won't let her I'm always caught up in my schedule M&M my favorite letter, 1.5 my favorite number Green and blue my favorite color If I
show love, then you my brother