Slae Birkin
My hoes don't do that chit chat
Just broke her back like Kit Kat
I'm on some other shit, you not like that
.45 Leave you paralyzed
Your manz not Fendi, he be lyin'
Took a hoe to that lil' private island
Got a lil' check, I feel like my name Weiland
Yeah, yeah
Twin Glocks finna take your life
Your bitch finna blow me like dandelion
That lil' white hoe wanna do a line
Who you talm bout?
Do you realize?
My bitch on Instagram and she live
Beep
Her boyfriend stinky
Okay, go say bye
Yeah I love that check
It come and go
I make it back like ten times
I'm a genius, Elon
I'm finna do TED Talks
Choppa hit you from behind, it's gay
I spent like five racks on my fucking Ye
I let them pistols hang, try me, they red
I done ghosted her and shit, she don't give head
I don't know you bro, the fuck out my page
I done dropped a lil' check
My bank callin' hacks
Okay
Prada, D&G, too many racks
Uh
My bitch wanna run, she wanna flex
(Let's go, let's go, let's go, let's go)
Birkin bag
Birkin bag
Fendi bag
Fendi bag
You ain't gang, no, no, you cannot hang
In a Honda, that hoe can't switch lanes
Birkin Birkin Birkin Birkin
Fendi Fendi, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah (Yeah, yeah)
Yeah
Just broke her back like Kit Kat
I'm on some other shit, you not like that
.45 Leave you paralyzed
Your manz not Fendi, he be lyin'
Took a hoe to that lil' private island
Got a lil' check, I feel like my name Weiland
Yeah, yeah
Twin Glocks finna take your life
Your bitch finna blow me like dandelion
That lil' white hoe wanna do a line
Who you talm bout?
Do you realize?
My bitch on Instagram and she live
Beep
Her boyfriend stinky
Okay, go say bye
Yeah I love that check
It come and go
I make it back like ten times
I'm a genius, Elon
I'm finna do TED Talks
Choppa hit you from behind, it's gay
I spent like five racks on my fucking Ye
I let them pistols hang, try me, they red
I done ghosted her and shit, she don't give head
I don't know you bro, the fuck out my page
I done dropped a lil' check
My bank callin' hacks
Okay
Prada, D&G, too many racks
Uh
My bitch wanna run, she wanna flex
(Let's go, let's go, let's go, let's go)
Birkin bag
Birkin bag
Fendi bag
Fendi bag
You ain't gang, no, no, you cannot hang
In a Honda, that hoe can't switch lanes
Birkin Birkin Birkin Birkin
Fendi Fendi, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah (Yeah, yeah)
Yeah
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