Ayy, ayy, yo Birds in the trap,
they gon' stink, mada Mara, serving the act, out her back, feet,
bada
Don't tell me shut up,
you are not my boss
Turned up so much now I just can't turn up
Don't call me back since you can't answer when I call ya
That it was a rolling stone,
I get it from my father
Chain so heavy that I can't buck all of
She know I was a devil cause I was brought a lot of potty
Two fifteens in the back of the old school lot
But you know it ain't dumb enough
Shawty on the fifteenth floor and I'm playing with her pussy
Yeah, I finna come up
Knock the dial on the bed and cop that head * one head one
A big old bag that dance to me,
young yak boy you better go keep up
Got my Glock, he clip to the hip just like a goddamn beeper
Shawty all in my face and *,
I don't know where I meet you
Tryna play tough guy and *,
you know I come and see you
They gon' try to take it all,
try to put some fear in me My 9mm,
that's my damn security Hearthstone president,
you more like Hillary
I paint the picture vividly,
she love my imagery
Yeah, birds in the trap,
they gon' stink, model
Mara, serving the act, I the big B-bottle
Don't tell me shut up,
you are not my boss
Turned up so much,
now I just can't turn off
Don't call me back since you can't answer when I call ya
That was a Rolling Stone,
I get it from my father
Chain so heavy that I can't put on it She know I was a devil cause I brought a lot
of product Bitches say I'm ugly,
they can kiss my *
Niggas hatin' on me but they coppin' my swag But respect and love as long as these niggas
don't do * to me I wish I saw you more ass on them shits, not
literally Pull up, I been drivin' * Knowin' I got that juice,
got that bass and
I got that kick Sittin' there 5%,
you knowin' I'm low but
you knowin' I'm lit
Don't let trouble stop stop stop whatever you get inside smell like a brick.
It's not a son again
If I was in a hurry,
I'm gonna get you
The baby she was more than I finish
Way up and nothing close the door, but I finish
Bursting a truck they gonna stay by the
Mara-turn in the act out of a B.
Bada smoking out a K2
I don't want no hot salad ripping up the baby like
I got hip to the heart,
then I rock and I roll
Soon I *, I thought I'd make a deal, like,
lo
Diplo wouldn't be, but I think Skil did
This one, they're Hispanics, but they're still my motherfuckin' nigga
See, though, that my dawg, sometimes I call him duck
See, out all the other niggas,
why you wanna love me?
I started this in juve,
I don't let out my collar
And when I grow up,
I just wanna be a robber
Burns in the trap,
they gon' stink, my demarra
Serving that act out of backseat bottle
Don't tell me shut up,
you are not my boss
Turned up so much now I just can't turn off
Don't call me back since you can't answer when I call ya
That it was a rolling stone,
I get it from my father
Chain so heavy that I can't * all of
She knew I was a devil cause I wear a lot of product