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Birds in the bando, rubbin' on bae Niggas gettin' money, bitches tryna get saved Birds in the bando, rubbin' on bae Niggas gettin' money, bitches tryna get saved (god damn) Yo, contraband in the cubbard, we trap for the summer This work would make your hair stand up like [?] Cali boy, but I'm dodgin' in New York, undercover We push bubba, clean crystallish wretch rubber He go to play, five days, get fifty-k That's ten a day, kick-flips, no sneaker game Extended stays, hoppin' away, he gettin' paid See the risk we take avoiding the Jakes with no mistakes Bitch think you s'posed to blow it all on dinner dates Just to tongue wrestle? I ain't triple-H Are you in and out the states? They livin' outta suitcase This Rollie has no time to send a boujie bitch a [?] You don't think Thottiana wanna sniff until she bluefaced This the shit the doctor prescribed to knumb your toothache Brodie wanna rap, but he too caught up sellin' souffle He get them kicks, then he push 'em like Lupe (ooh) Birds in the bando, rubbin' on bae SongtexteNiggas gettin' money, bitches tryna get saved Birds in the bando, rubbin' on bae Niggas gettin' money, bitches tryna get saved (God damn) Birds in the bando, rubbin' on bae Niggas gettin' money, bitches tryna get saved Birds in the bando, rubbin' on bae Niggas gettin' money, bitches tryna get saved (God damn) Money pull up to the corner store, the junkies' Cupid Shuffle (yeah, yeah, yeah) It's just Balenciaga bricks in that Dior duffle (you sellin' that) Wanna make the profit double, make the pot bubble Oh yea, line 'em up (what's up boy) Bricks on the dashboard, fast money, fast cars Tryna knock a cash daughter, push packs out the glass bar Make that money fast forward, still tripe out a rad 'fford They know I got it for cheap, what the fuck would you ask for? Confiscated like the task force, they just can't order us (nah) Silicone valley, boy, I'm just getting started up Pull up on your block, get your big homie collared up (come here nigga) Jah Gotti couldn't mob with us, ey Don't be calling us, if you ain't getting money, you can't ball with us My niggas in the big leagues, and I don't think you're tall enough We walkin' up, but I don't think you crawled enough (real shit) That's the fairest man, I swear they done it all the catch us (my nigga) Birds in the bando, rubbin' on bae Niggas gettin' money, bitches tryna get saved Birds in the bando, rubbin' on bae Niggas gettin' money, bitches tryna get saved (god damn) Birds in the bando, rubbin' on bae Niggas gettin' money, bitches tryna get saved Birds in the bando, rubbin' on bae Niggas gettin' money, bitches tryna get saved (god damn) Aus Songtexte Mania