Byrds Flying Robb Bank$ (Ft. Los Hosale)

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[Hook: Robb Bank$]
Hop out the whip like Poseidon
I keep a trident
All of my niggas they wilding
Cook up the dope with the Pyrex
Joke and they smiling
Flashing my wrist like a siren
4301 you can't sign me
Richer than Lionel
Up on the rich where you find me
Fuck nigga it can get violent
Double S flying
Rip up your shirt like a stylist

[Hook 2: Los Hosale]
Who got them birds and they flying
Dub, perc, xan, syrup, stuck
Big drip, soaking up
Birds flying, better duck
Birds flying, better duck
Birds flying, better duck
Birds flying, better duck

[Verse 1: Dooney Montana]
I'm feeling like Tyson, I'm right by the coop
Yo bitch in the lou, you know what I do
She wanted room service, I gave that bitch Froot Loops
Doing it prime time, I'm off the roof
Bishop Don Juan, I got the juice
Wait in that line, show that ass, let her through
Ain't wasting no time make it do what it do