ms. bird

uh huh uh huh

cut me up in my head

cut me up nigga fuck

ay ay fresh

its all gravy baby

its my turn nigga

i'm under the burn biotch

if you ain't getting money

you's a crazy motherfucker

i ain't getting money

i'm probably a crazy motherfucker

this is a biotch

biotch

come on nigga

its them pimpin

ballin

gangster macks

theys old school caddies with them bows and racks

the new school bens with them bows to match

but its the birdman daddy got them o's of crack

a nigga off the diet cause a nigga gettin fat

them throwback jerseys with them throwback hats

burberry timbs with the fence to match

and i'm so so fly

and mommy like that

ounces of that purple and we do it by the sac

rag-top bens with them rag-top lacs

nothing to a gangsta nigga choak your strap

we live for money

hoes cooking that crap

them 20 rims and them tires are flat