BIRDS

Birds eye view, I look at the game and I’ve got that shit on lock
Pull up with sticks and Glocks, wasting my time we racing the clock (Let's go)
Richard Millie, yeah you seeing it glisten, and the VV’s they shine on my watch
Niggas be snitching, this shit turning federal, slime turn to the cops (Slatt
slatt)
Knots in my jeans don’t fuck with Supreme, Chrome Hearts on me (Woah woah woah)
My bitch want Celine, her daily routine, we Goyard shopping (Woo)
These niggas so worried 'bout me but need to go worry 'bout pockets
Stereotypical nigga you need to just quit need to just stop it (Woah)
I got this rocket on me shooting this shit like Harden (Fa fa fa)
I’m off this perc 10 shit got me movin' retarded
AMG boys yeah, you know we push to start it (Vroom)
Murakami all in her bed, bitch welcome to the garden