Hello?
Oh, you better pick that phone up, man (Go)
I think the birds is callin', nigga
Man, go
The birds was talkin' to me, I thought I was hearin' voices (Ice man)
The Beamer, the Benz, I got tired of the Royce's
The fiends need a fix, told 'em make different choices
Why would I preach to the fiends? That'd be pointless
Fast car, MC-20 havin' horses (Go)
Trap house die, fiends turnin' into corpses
They keep comin' back 'cause they runnin' out of sources (They comin' back, nigga)
Thumbin' through the bands, feel like arthritis
Smoke out the pound, bitch, I got bronchitis (Ayy, you should get that checked)
Birds both ways and the fiends have a crisis
Smile on they face when I have it, it's priceless (Oh, they happy)
How could you add me if you just a ???
And shorty know a real lion, nigga need a ??? (Fuck)
Call up the barber, a hundred, told him line this
Codeine jump across the border and them lines hit (Brr)
You ain't even shoppin', nigga, I'm on fly shit
Told her I'm the topic, she said that I'm toxic (Go)
Rollin' up some cherry when I'm flyin' to the tropics
I'm rollin' up a cherry with your shorty, told her pop it
Bitch (R-R-N)
Told her it's a presidential rollie with my secretary
Took her on a day date, now she think we gettin' married
I just caught a body, I hope your shorty get you buried (Better hurry that shit up)
Bird call, I just hear 'em talk to the voices
This bird call, tell the fiends pick they poison
I could teach you like it's elementary
I'm dodgin' the police, ain't for the penitentiary
Spin around the block, we not missin', we gon' shoot until it's empty
Hittin' up my 'migo, told him I need a ten piece
(Brrt, brrt) I'ma need another ten piece
Smokin' Backwoods with my stick, nigga, it feel like I'm camping
I be in the trap with them birds, ???
Runnin' up these rap, damn leg keep on cramping
Rolls Royce ghost, I feel like I'm Danny Phantom
Actin' like my toddlers, they always throwin' tantrums
Why you keep pretendin' she love you, she just wanna pour up Fanta
The birds was talkin' to me, I thought I was hearin' voices
The Beamer, the Benz, I got tired of the Royce's
The fiends need a fix, told 'em make different choices (Ice man)
Why would I preach to the fiends? That'd be pointless
Fast car, MC-20 havin' horses
Trap house die, fiends turnin' into corpses
They keep comin' back 'cause they runnin' out of sources
Thumbin' through the bands, feel like arthritis
Smoke out the pound, bitch, I got bronchitis
Birds both ways and the fiends have a crisis
Smile on they face when I have it, it's priceless
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