Birkin

Ten of my bitches in a big body, you know the drill If your nigga fight, we 10-90 to keep it real I ain't tryna tell nobody, so, lips, keep 'em sealed And my girls always on go, you know we run it up All the bitches to the floor If the feds come we get low From the window to the door (Run it up) Don't be [?], don't be trash If you fine then clap that ass Where them niggas with the cash? I'm tryna run it up I don't have to say you see the drip, the cars I whip I'm in my motherfucking bag I don't have to say you see the drip, the girls I'm with I'm in my motherfucking bag I don't know the vibes in here, but the vibes know me though You know I'm a seasoned bitch, always keep it so Frito Cash shit, fast lane, bad bitches, good brain I'm acting up 'cause I'm [?] as fuck And my pussy fuego, no propane All the bitches to the floor If the feds come we get low From the window to the door (Run it up) Don't be [?], don't be trash If you fine then clap that ass Where them niggas with the cash? I'm tryna run it up I don't have to say you see the drip, the cars I whip I'm in my motherfucking bag I don't have to say you see the drip, the girls I'm with I'm in my motherfucking bag Haters chattin' on prepaid minutes Just save your money and cash a check You know you mad, just give it up 'Cause being salty ain't a flex My ice is water, my life is water My neck is drippy, my kitty wet I talk real spicy but extreamly nicely [?], you know what's next All the bitches to the floor If the feds come we get low From the window to the door (Run it up) Don't be [?], don't be trash If you fine then clap that ass Where them niggas with the cash? I'm tryna run it up I don't have to say you see the drip, the cars I whip I'm in my motherfucking bag I don't have to say you see the drip, the girls I'm with I'm in my motherfucking bag I don't have to say you see the drip, the cars I whip I'm in my motherfucking bag I don't have to say you see the drip, the girls I'm with I'm in my motherfucking bag