Disappear

[Verse 1: Spank Nitti James] Bitch suck dick like she used to be a flip Franklin, blue strip, Benjamin, you should be a crip I know you see the drip, bitch, we usually be drenched Six in the Sierra mist gettin' ignorant in the Benz Them niggas tweakin' again, that's some Jesus in them I poured up to slow me down, I'm addicted to opium They probably gon' blow me down 'cause I slid and they want revenge Dear Lord, I bow my head, I repent all my sins I'm from the real Wiggle nation, committed I won't pretend Niggas wanna be Jameses but can't afford how we live I'on wanna be famous, bitch, I wanna be rich (Bitch) We don't wanna whip scrappers, we wanna whip foreign whips Bitch, I'm a real harlot breaker, I bet that bitch get sent to heaven That last altercation with AR and F&M I'll pull up to your location wit' the nation, just drop the pin If the conversation not about paper, can't comprehend Lord and Savior, I need a favor, free my gangsters out the pen Lord, forgive me for my behavior, it's how I was raised, ain't got no sense Niggas know my face, can't ride around the H without no tint Booked him bare face nigga, I'on care if he know who did it I'm embarrassing all these niggas, it's carats in all these pendants My chandeliers be glistening, I'm out on bail still wigglin' VVS's dancin' in my tennises, bitch, I'm living wit' privileges I coulda rocked the Fendi, I'm finna let this B.B Simon's drip [Chorus: Spank Nitti James] Dear God (God), make me a bird (Bird) So I can fly far (Far) Far, far away from here (James Gang) Dear God (God), make me a bird (Bird) So I can fly far (Far) Far, far away from here (Sky, skies) Dear God (God), make me a bird (Bird) So I can fly far (Far) Far, far away from here (Sky, skies) Dear God (God), make me a bird (Bird) So I can fly far Disappear [Bridge: Freddie Gibbs] Yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, bitch, uhh [Verse 2: Freddie Gibbs] Dear God, make me a bird (Nigga) So I can get a rental, hit the interstate and serve Gary nigga sellin' packets, I'm central, I got some nerve Black Antonio Montana, my testicles and my word All I got, nigga, and I don't break 'em or shake 'em [?] toss a [?] Christina go wake 'em up Every time I hit the kitchen, I would Pyrex and raise it up Mayweather vs McGregor, we was fuckin' some paper up, yeah, uh Shot some niggas in Vegas I'm tryna kick some gang politics, Lord knows that ain't stoppin' shit Godfather 5, so that black and red what I'm rockin' with And it's big Finball poppin', everything droppin' bitch Yeah, I'm 'bout to make me a bird Lockin' up this puppy so my son ain't gotta serve Any nigga thinkin' I left 'em hangin', I let 'em burn Tryna flex the game on the K train, they never learn, nigga [Chorus: Spank Nitti James] Dear God (God), make me a bird (Bird) So I can fly far (Far) Far, far away from here (Sky, skies) Dear God (God), make me a bird (Bird) So I can fly far (Far) Far, far away from here (Sky, skies) Dear God (God), make me a bird (Bird) So I can fly far (Far) Far, far away from here (Sky, skies) Dear God (God), make me a bird (Bird) So I can fly far Disappear