luv Que - For The Birds Lyrics

Talk yo shit and watch me slide again
Shit is for the birds I put in work throughout that F&N
Demons out there purging take yo head for some Benjamins
Watch them catch a case and give them hell throughout that pin
You gotta hold that draco in the club like Ja Morant
Keep that Tommy tucked like it's a stomach on a bitch
Acting like a saint you would've thought she haven't been sent
BBL on the right turn a five to a ten
Blacking out the Rari like the windows on a Benz
Put me with the starters scoring more points on the bench
I ain't mean to put it on you know I'm fresh no peppermint
I ain't in it for that long but I'ma go until I'm rich
I just need me one investor us to use my music as a pitch
We can talk about guns and chains and how we iced out on our wrist
Used to run from all the rain but now I'm drowning in that shit
Ain't no way to ease the pain that I done suffered as a jit
(as a jit)
Time to catch a murder
Ain't no killing on my head
But my body hold the burner
Now y'all niggas is unheard of
This shit ain't for the weak he popped the perk to get you curled up
Hey you done got your shit snatched
You can get it back in blood
But you ain't gon' get your shit back (never never)
Split it like a Kit-Kat
Said she love it over here cause a nigga got them big racks
On the highway hit the dash
Hear the Hellcat in the back I swear for God I'ma move fast
Hunnid ain't the max
Hey watch me push that motor hear that whine and waste some gas
Talk yo shit and watch me slide again
Shit is for the birds I put in work throughout that F&N
Demons out there purging take yo head for some Benjamins
Watch them catch a case and give them hell throughout that pin