[Intro: Kodak Black]
Ayy, ayy, yeah
[Chorus: Kodak Black & Don Toliver]
Birds in the trap, they gon' stink by tomorrow
Servin' the Act' out a baby bottle
Don't tell me, "Shut up," you are not my boss
Turned up so much, now I just can't turn off
Don't call me back since you can't answer when I call ya
Daddy was a rolling stone, I get it from my father
Chains so heavy that I can't wear all 'em
She know I was a devil 'cause I wear a lot of Prada (Yee, ooh, ooh)
[Verse 1: Don Toliver & Sheck Wes]
Twin fifteens in the back of the old school lot, but you know it ain't dumb enough
Shawty on the fifteenth floor in the paint with her pussy, yeah, finna come up (Uh)
Knocked her down on the bed and cocked that head, she a one-hit wonder (Yeah, bitch)
A big ol' bag today, it's mе, oh, yeah, boy, you better go keep up (Ooh, ooh)
Got my Glockiе clipped to the hip just like a goddamn beeper (Beeper)
Shawty all in my face and shit, I don't know where I meet ya (Meet ya)
Tryna play tough guy and shit, she know I come and see shit
They gon' try to take it all, try to put some fear in me
My nine millimeter, that's my damn security
HardStone president, you more like Hillary (You more like Hillary)
I paint the picture vividly, she love my imagery
Ayy, ayy, yeah
[Chorus: Kodak Black & Don Toliver]
Birds in the trap, they gon' stink by tomorrow
Servin' the Act' out a baby bottle
Don't tell me, "Shut up," you are not my boss
Turned up so much, now I just can't turn off
Don't call me back since you can't answer when I call ya
Daddy was a rolling stone, I get it from my father
Chains so heavy that I can't wear all 'em
She know I was a devil 'cause I wear a lot of Prada (Yee, ooh, ooh)
[Verse 1: Don Toliver & Sheck Wes]
Twin fifteens in the back of the old school lot, but you know it ain't dumb enough
Shawty on the fifteenth floor in the paint with her pussy, yeah, finna come up (Uh)
Knocked her down on the bed and cocked that head, she a one-hit wonder (Yeah, bitch)
A big ol' bag today, it's mе, oh, yeah, boy, you better go keep up (Ooh, ooh)
Got my Glockiе clipped to the hip just like a goddamn beeper (Beeper)
Shawty all in my face and shit, I don't know where I meet ya (Meet ya)
Tryna play tough guy and shit, she know I come and see shit
They gon' try to take it all, try to put some fear in me
My nine millimeter, that's my damn security
HardStone president, you more like Hillary (You more like Hillary)
I paint the picture vividly, she love my imagery
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