Ibri - Off the Wall!

These hoes actin’ off the wall
Now my iPhone do the birdman call
That means that my phone ringing
& I keep my chain on me, now my neck blinging
These hoes actin’ off the wall
Now my iPhone do the birdman call
That means that my phone ringing
& I keep my chain on me, now my neck blinging
I got 5 hoes on me like fingers
It’s a whole lot of bitches taking pictures like they’re Mike Zinger
& a nigga poppin so they might linger
Hoes wanna fuck? I don’t need you I’m a pop singer
Bitch, I don’t even know your name
But she know Tre Squad always be the gang
Be your man? Honey in your dreams
You’re a bop, plus you’re burning like Charlie Sheen (ew!)
These hoes actin’ off the wall
Now my iPhone do the birdman call
That means that my phone ringing
& I keep my chain on me, now my neck blinging
These hoes actin’ off the wall
Now my iPhone do the birdman call
That means that my phone ringing
& I keep my chain on me, now my neck blinging
That bitch trippin’, that bitch trippin’
Oh mayne
I’m big drippin’, I’m big drippin’
Oh mayne
You big simpin’, you big simpin’
Oh dang
Cuz she big lickin’, she big lickin’ the whole team
These hoes actin’ off the wall
Now my iPhone do the birdman call
That means that my phone ringing
& I keep my chain on me, now my neck blinging
These hoes actin’ off the wall
Now my iPhone do the birdman call
That means that my phone ringing
& I keep my chain on me, now my neck blinging

Written by:
IBri Bratten

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