[Intro: IceBirds]
Ay
Ay, ay, ay, ay
Gang (Fuck)
Ay

[Chorus: IceBirds]
Ay, (Plugg) how you run up fifty bands in a month?
Too much lean got me feeling drunk
Three gram woods and it's full of that skunk
I'm on the road for the check 'til I'm done
Pull up on your block and my niggas get crunk
No chin check, we ain't with the little bump
Cashing that thirty, we up
Talking 'bout what choppas, we fill 'em up (We fill 'em up)

[Verse 1: IceBirds]
We'll fuck on your bitch, but I'm too stuffed (Ay)
Come get your bitch, she stay gassing me up
All the broke bitches, we passing them up
All my new bitches be bad as fuck

[Verse 2: BandoSupreme]
Caught me a body, put him in the paper
I'm in (Fuck) the hills, who the neighbors?
Don't give a fuck, two Glocks on me like Tomb Raider
Said I was obsessed, got mе a new Scat Pack
It's a new day, new opps on my radar
Can't pay cash for this
[?], thеy thought I was Crip
Put him on a shirt and now it's R.I.P
You want some money, gotta take you a risk
I'm hurting for chips, I came equipped
Stone cold ice, so we don't fold
Came in with my bitch, I keep the pole
Hellcat, I didn't sell my soul, just sell the bowls
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