Birkin
I don't talk shit y'all do talking on the net
Shooters sparking I be riding for my set
My dawgs barking leaving **** in the vet
Titties perky I be rubbing on her chest
Bags Birkin
Shooters lurking
Black Suburban
Catch him lacking on purpose
Feins serving
See him hurt him
Got him murk him
**** clowns in the circus
Bags Birkin
Shooters lurking
Black Suburban
Catch him lacking on purpose
Feins serving
See him hurt him
Got him murk him
**** clowns in the circus
Youngin and I'm drippy uh
Hit it then she miss me uh
I'm trynna get litty
Double cup I sippy sippy uh
Whole gang yeah they wit me
Gotta keep that blicky
Hottest in the city ain't nobody fucking with me yeah
Y'all talk on the net
I'm in New York like the Mets
Nike riding with a tech
All you pussy boys upset
Yeah your girl she give me neck
Pussy boy take offence
Yeah we spinning on your block
Life's a game no roulette
Cause I'm in the field
I'm in the trenches
So fuck how u feel
Cause you cannot fend shit
We pull up we bringing the steel
We pull we end shit
My **** its kill or be killed
Cause my **** are reckless
Cause I'm in the field
I'm in the trenches
So fuck how u feel
Cause you cannot fend shit
We pull up we bringing the steel
We pull we end shit
My **** its kill or be killed
Cause my **** are reckless
Y'all **** see me
I spin on your block like a CD
Like my diamonds you know that they VVs
Fucking with me but you cannot be me
Like some water she feeling like Fiji
Working for me so bring me your cv
At the top yeah this shits getting easy
I'm balling so my **** elite
She wanted love I gave her a rose
I'm overseas I fly coast to coast
I hit from the back, she touching her toes
I'm up in my bag I'm doing the most
All of my **** they get to the (What)
All of my **** they get to the dough
I call the shots I feel like a
I call the shots I feel like a coach
Bags Birkin
Shooters lurking
Black Suburban
Catch him lacking on purpose
Feins serving
See him hurt him
Got him murk him
**** clowns in the circus
Bags Birkin
Shooters lurking
Black Suburban
Catch him lacking on purpose
Feins serving
See him hurt him
Got him murk him
**** clowns in the circus
Cause I'm in the field
I'm in the trenches
So fuck how u feel
Cause you cannot fend shit
We pull up we bringing the steel
We pull we end shit
My **** its kill or be killed
Cause my **** are reckless
Cause I'm in the field
I'm in the trenches
So fuck how u feel
Cause you cannot fend shit
We pull up we bringing the steel
We pull we end shit
My **** its kill or be killed
Cause my **** are reckless
Shooters sparking I be riding for my set
My dawgs barking leaving **** in the vet
Titties perky I be rubbing on her chest
Bags Birkin
Shooters lurking
Black Suburban
Catch him lacking on purpose
Feins serving
See him hurt him
Got him murk him
**** clowns in the circus
Bags Birkin
Shooters lurking
Black Suburban
Catch him lacking on purpose
Feins serving
See him hurt him
Got him murk him
**** clowns in the circus
Youngin and I'm drippy uh
Hit it then she miss me uh
I'm trynna get litty
Double cup I sippy sippy uh
Whole gang yeah they wit me
Gotta keep that blicky
Hottest in the city ain't nobody fucking with me yeah
Y'all talk on the net
I'm in New York like the Mets
Nike riding with a tech
All you pussy boys upset
Yeah your girl she give me neck
Pussy boy take offence
Yeah we spinning on your block
Life's a game no roulette
Cause I'm in the field
I'm in the trenches
So fuck how u feel
Cause you cannot fend shit
We pull up we bringing the steel
We pull we end shit
My **** its kill or be killed
Cause my **** are reckless
Cause I'm in the field
I'm in the trenches
So fuck how u feel
Cause you cannot fend shit
We pull up we bringing the steel
We pull we end shit
My **** its kill or be killed
Cause my **** are reckless
Y'all **** see me
I spin on your block like a CD
Like my diamonds you know that they VVs
Fucking with me but you cannot be me
Like some water she feeling like Fiji
Working for me so bring me your cv
At the top yeah this shits getting easy
I'm balling so my **** elite
She wanted love I gave her a rose
I'm overseas I fly coast to coast
I hit from the back, she touching her toes
I'm up in my bag I'm doing the most
All of my **** they get to the (What)
All of my **** they get to the dough
I call the shots I feel like a
I call the shots I feel like a coach
Bags Birkin
Shooters lurking
Black Suburban
Catch him lacking on purpose
Feins serving
See him hurt him
Got him murk him
**** clowns in the circus
Bags Birkin
Shooters lurking
Black Suburban
Catch him lacking on purpose
Feins serving
See him hurt him
Got him murk him
**** clowns in the circus
Cause I'm in the field
I'm in the trenches
So fuck how u feel
Cause you cannot fend shit
We pull up we bringing the steel
We pull we end shit
My **** its kill or be killed
Cause my **** are reckless
Cause I'm in the field
I'm in the trenches
So fuck how u feel
Cause you cannot fend shit
We pull up we bringing the steel
We pull we end shit
My **** its kill or be killed
Cause my **** are reckless
Credits
Writer(s): Stephane Tshishimbi, Johari Mcgregor, Marcques Ettienne, Keondre Watson
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