[Intro]
Top bird, double r
Double b, bird business shit n***a
Brrr brrr

[Verse 1] (Summrs)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Talked to my bro through the jail call
Pray to god that I don’t fall off
Blow a hole through his chest with the sawed-off, sawed-off
Bitch you can’t lie to me I done seen it all, saw it all
Two steps ahead of the game, off a addy customizing chains
My n***as be snatching these brains, brains
Drive that Maybach through the rain
Pay with complimentary champagne
Sometimes I feel like Kobe, sometimes I feel like Ginobili
I just need me a [?] I’m sippin’ on drank
I never hit up my [?]
My brothers gon’ leavе ‘em a stain, don’t make the wrong mistakе
Outside his house we gon’ stay
Pushing that G63 with no brakes
Mama I came a long way, [?] tied up to some [?]
Throwing shots like parade, she tryna play with my name like arcade
She spit in my mother fucking face
I never take these bitches serious, I don’t think they really hearing us
I don’t think these n***as lit as us
Blow that choppa’ like some angel dust
Poppin’ shit that’s why she came with us
Said that’s your bitch but she stay with us
[Verse 2] (Rich Amiri)
Let go let go
Run through the gas [?]
Lil’ petty shit it wasn’t made for us
Run through a hunnid’ and made it uh
Taliban turn you to angel dust
My n***a trippin’ he want him a body
Caught him a body they can’t say none
The case is up, y’all n***as funny and fake as fuck
That fishbowl I told my woedie’ to paint the [?]
Yeah, no handouts young n***as made from none
I know this shit wasn’t made for us
Now pockets fat y’all bankrupt

[Verse 3] (Summrs)
Pockets fat y’all bankrupt
You gotta’ get your paper up
[?], Double my cup
Fuck this bitch, I don’t want love
Tiffany diamonds [?] cash
Fucking with me her whole life I done carried
I got these m’s we getting married
I got these m’s we getting buried
Together forever I get cheddar
She blowing me, I’m blowing n***as with my Beretta
Came in on some light shit, floating like a feather
They copy everything I do, I’m a trendsetter
[Verse 4] (Rich Amiri)
I want to pop these pills shawty
I wanna’ crack the seal shawty
Give a fuck how you feel shawty
C4 make these [?]
3 percs in can't feel my body
But a young n***a just feel right
Fuck yo’ gang come kill some bout it
Bend a bitch back got her doing pilates
I put that fly shit all on my body
Choppin’ the top off the coupe Kawasaki
I’m in that front seat I [?] it
Bae I can’t love you, I’m in love with roxy
He wanna’ talk shit finna’ red dot him
[?] white bitch up in the lobby