Wassup Pablo? What’s poppin? You got them birds? D-low? I need ’em, I want it
Had this dream that I woke up in a ‘Rari Can’t fuck with you niggas, I’m sorry I’m too fly, I spread my wings and I’m soaring Used to trap them birds, now I’m fly like a bird
Just hit my phone if you want a bird? My niggas out right now on the curb You can get a whole serve We locked and now I can front you Young nigga that’s my word Walk in the bando, look at all them birds Bando get low, re-up on the birds At the age of 17 I hit my first kick do’ Just me and Willie Mac, Offset The judge dropped the charge, and I thank lord That’s why i take this mic and I go hard
Just got the word, just got the birds Shabba Ranks gold only kick it with Ferg You think you finessing me? run off with ya bird Charles Barkley, I got that broccoli Fuckin’ these bitches committing adultery Trap fulla babies like an elementary Bando with burglar bars, plugged in with Italian mobs Don’t never put trust in a broad Im puttin’ my trust up in God I got birds, I got chickens, I got seagulls Too many birds, my gun is an eagle When I talk birds, I’m talkin’ a kilo!
The plug just hit my phone For some funions, want an onion Exotic crocodile skin Martens, call me Dundee Tito want a brick, chico gotta cross the country Carlito for a hundred, gave bout 50 to my mama! I’m an OG in my hood, no Aretha, well respected Toucan Sam pigeons, call me Ace Ventura, Pet Detective I see falcons on a daily basis, Takeoff off the pint Whippin’ chickens in the kitchen Trap smell like a septic tank Rockin gold everything, talkin’ bout jewelry not the sink I don’t need no translator, I comprehend in a way My plug Carlito, he can’t speak no englo All he knows is “andale” State-to-state, no real estate