CORRECT LYRICS
Lyrics : Birds Are Chirping
Yeah, narsayee
When made it out the mud, you only want positive sh*t around you
Good vibes
Tell that b*t*h "No negativity around us, darling"
Get kicked out of the suite for that sh*t, huh
Yeah (Ski, ski, ski)
My mother told me "Watch the people that you move with"
My new car on order, lookin' like a cruise ship (Like a cruise ship)
I robbed a couple n***as that I went to school with (Went to school with)
Whippin' up in the kitchen, it look like Cool Whip (Ski, ski, ski)
This year, seen a couple dramas, no problems, tonight, I'm feeling clean
She said her boyfriend is controlling, but tonight, she feeling free
Next year, I'm a multimillion pound n***a, usеd to trap in OT
No dramas and no palaver, girl, tonight, it's all on me
I like my doublе cup dirty just like my b*t*h (Like my b*t*h)
Private estate, the birds are chirpin' 'round the crib
Now I cannot fit no more juices in my fridge (In my fridge)
I'm prayin' for repentance, all the things I did (Things I did)
Now I got ashes on my jeans, in Givenchy
And I get some racks to travel the world from sea to sea (From sea to sea)
And I'm watching my dog and my daughter on CCTV
It's positive vibes in the crib, only good drink and weed (Good drink and weed)
When made it out the mud, you only want positive sh*t around you
Good vibes
Tell that b*t*h "No negativity around us, darling"
Get kicked out of the suite for that sh*t, huh
Yeah (Ski, ski, ski)
My mother told me "Watch the people that you move with"
My new car on order, lookin' like a cruise ship (Like a cruise ship)
I robbed a couple n***as that I went to school with (Went to school with)
Whippin' up in the kitchen, it look like Cool Whip (Ski, ski, ski)
This year, seen a couple dramas, no problems, tonight, I'm feeling clean
She said her boyfriend is controlling, but tonight, she feeling free
Next year, I'm a multimillion pound n***a, usеd to trap in OT
No dramas and no palaver, girl, tonight, it's all on me
I like my doublе cup dirty just like my b*t*h (Like my b*t*h)
Private estate, the birds are chirpin' 'round the crib
Now I cannot fit no more juices in my fridge (In my fridge)
I'm prayin' for repentance, all the things I did (Things I did)
Now I got ashes on my jeans, in Givenchy
And I get some racks to travel the world from sea to sea (From sea to sea)
And I'm watching my dog and my daughter on CCTV
It's positive vibes in the crib, only good drink and weed (Good drink and weed)
