ToDinero - Birds Of A Feather

I turn it off my phone keep jumping
Got to many plays
This lil hoe don't want to come over
Got to many K's
She caught me say that i was cheating
I'm gon change my ways
Don't give a fuck im Cityboy
I'm stuck up in my ways
Birds of a feather with niggas we gon flock together
Gun in my sweater take it out this lil bitch be Beretta
I see a opp he catch a shot i call him George Kittle
He try to slime me for that nine its gon be an Vendetta
She say boy to i love you, you jus do it better
My lil hoe smuggle packs for me i call her ass Griselda
I put it in she turn around she push me back
They stepped on TO he gon die today he leave without that strap
All white G Nikes on my feet
Feel like Jimmy B keep the heat
Brand new bitch that bitch petite fuck make her squirt all on that seat
Bounce up out the cut guarantee them niggas beat they feet
Caught a box then wrapped it up couldn't even tell it was a jeep
I'm grind I'm on the hustle making bands while niggas sleep
My Bitch gone she out of town guarantee to call that sneaky link
Say he need sum we grab that and then we get to serving geeks
Hit em up got the nigga missing damn its been a couple weeks
We switching cars my niggas mobile bitch we pass the gas
That bitch was bouncing his ass
Soon as he touch down we get on his ass
Lil folks he a scammer having motion why he skipping class
Want that nigga gone and ima do it TO finish task
TO run the city with sum bandits they gon call the task
Change his whole perspective run up on him he gon drop his flag
Stomp the fucking pedal had the arrow spinning on the dash
I see the fucking lights i dont slow down i get to hauling ass

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To Dinero

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