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Birds Fly Together
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Summrs
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Yeah, yeah The birds fly together in any weather I was so high, I'm off schedule two (Damn, Trgc made that?) I was so high, I'm off schedule They gon' do your a** in if I tell 'em Put this FN to your melon All of my b*t*hes is jealous B*t*h, all I hang 'round is felons The opps outside, let's go catch 'em And the lil' carats my bezel Yeah, new drank in, it's time to go sip it Brr, I ain't got friends, I hang with the villains If I stand on my bands, b*t*h, you know I'm not little Yeah, f**ked on two friends, yeah, you could say that I'm living Yeah, brand new Benz, AMG, dropping the ceiling B*t*h, I can't fall off, if you think that, you tripping, yeah In thе back of the Maybach counting a honey bun up Pu**y b*t*h, get your funds up With Lil' Tеcca up in a damn Tonka You is not gang, you a runner B*t*h, I'm sipping on drank 'til the sun up If you ain't got a flag, put your guns up If you a hitter, put your gun up If you getting racks, put your gun up If you popping tags, put your guns up If you driving fast, put your gun up If you sipping fast, put your— Brr I just went down on a freak in the back of the Rolls Royce, we closed the curtain So much bands up in my pants, LV frames by Virgil Yeah, yeah, LV frames by Virgil Yeah, rest in peace to my brother, now we finna murk him You got what you want, you have what you have, but yea was it worth it Yeah, there's so many goofies 'round here man it's starting look like the circus I'ma go M.I.A, we taking that sh*t to your face I got a [?], we taking that sh*t to your grave Walk out the GLE, [?] I don't need no meds to stay focused They steady jacking like all of my sh*t and they really thought I wouldn't notice The birds fly together in any weather I was so high, I'm off schedule two (Damn, Trgc made that?) I was so high, I'm off schedule They gon' do your a** in if I tell 'em Put this FN to your melon All of my b*t*hes is jealous B*t*h, all I hang 'round is felons The opps outside, let's go catch 'em And the lil' carats my bezel Yeah, new drank in, it's time to go sip it Brr, I ain't got friends, I hang with the villains If I stand on my bands, b*t*h, you know I'm not little Yeah, f**ked on two friends, yeah, you could say that I'm living Yeah, brand new Benz, AMG, dropping the ceiling B*t*h, I can't fall off, if you think that, you tripping, yeah
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