Lyrics:
Birkin
Birkin
Birkin
You know I'm bad hoe
And he thirsty
No wonder why ya nigga tryna search me
All up on my page
I can see that you been lurking
You takin all your time on your makeup
Honestly sick of it you really caked up
You a waste of time yea I need to wake up
Break up
Make up
Tossing
the rapping up, the
(w) rapping's off, I can hear
You rapping soft, no heart
Defibrillate these niggas (Clear)
Problem with the army is
They wanna be the boss
Bitch swoosh
Nike kicks so when I walk they make me go like swoosh
Pulled up hella thirsty so I gave that bitch some juice
Don't like how she took it
I'm fresh to death so baby check my swag
Check my swag, check check my swag [x4]
[Verse 2:]
Wanna be my boo, plus they caked up
Just stay up on ya
they Gucci
Pumps walkin' it out
And my whole crew caked up
Thats what i'm talkin' 'bout
Make it rain on 'em make it rain on 'em
I know they hate me thats
that tumble by degree
Like laughing children one by one
They look like you and me
So take off your thirsty boots and stay for awhile
Your feet are hot
Once, in a forest, there lived a fox.
The fox wanted to meet his friend, who was living very near by.
What a wonderful day it is !
It was walking
Cola, cola
Fizzy cola
Yeah, you
In the middle of the night, I get a craving and I wake up for you
Thirsty one looks stunned
Dumbfounded by
a building
With people who respect me if I feel it
In my bloodstream to live a dream
I've been busy ducking behind the scenes
But it's time I get more caked up
stays
I don't got time for that, no more rest days
I'm climbing, I'm grinding, gotta get to my prime
Clawing my way up, my nails caked with grime
Sweat
I'm masked up, foreign lil' bitch, she caked up
Lil' bitch told me, don't play with it, bitch, you not no Lola
I'm off the drink, I'm not in the mood,
grade somewhere in space levitate
Ting way up elevate way way up celebrate
All the way up way way up high grade mi bun
Stay stay up ice in my cup caked up
a fire in my studio
Am I the goofy nigga cuz I caked up with a groupie hoe
I think it's pretty cool cuz I still ended up w booty bro
I just started rapping
rap like me
I don't see not one
I'm in my own league
(Verse 2 "Melvo G")
Know yungin eat
Came a long way finding money in the street
Yungin caked up
love the squad cuz we do the most
Everybody got bread so we raise a toast
Life's funny like that now we caked up
Got a lot of old flings calling tryna
As time goes by, an eye for an eye
We in this together son your beef is mines
So long as the sun shines to light up the sky
We in this together son
in the hall
Call out but she wouldn't walk with me
Junior high she got cover up caked up
You could see the bruises underneath the make - up
Yo, who want it with us? Y'all n****s not f***in' wit' us
Y'all hoppin' nimrods; We holdin' on up under the truck
We caked out; we all got cars so
through SC
Just walk on by, nigga, just walk on by
Before you fuck up my high
Before you fuck up my high
Before you fuck up my high
If you see me in
Chyeah, Young Mula, baby
Good morning New York
What up New Orleans?
Yo, what you want me to do Weezy?
Get 'em, baby
Alright, daddy
Nicki
Going Farley-hard by the time I'm finished
I'm going til 6 in the morning
Looking for blow in New Orleans
And I still won't quit it
I don't think a little
back,
melted like beeswax,
and lit up by the candles that we made.
Or are we lit up all the time
in other ways.
I’m thirsty and I’m tired,
and it’s never
stronger than before
With the chardonnay caked up in her mustache
Her breath was thin the air
There was a fire in her stare
It's alright honey, go wait
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