[Intro]
I got birdies in my bando chirpin'
MG4L for certain, ayy, ayy
Free K Money, ayy

[Verse]
I got birdies in my bando chirpin'
I'm MG4L for certain
I'm so paranoid, n***a, close the curtains
'Cause they feds tryna watch me, and the opps lurking
I showed her numbers, now she think she at a circus
She my freak show, suck and fuck me so wet like surfing
See some bands, now she fucking me for certain
Remember I was broke, now I stay designer splurgin'
I used to rock Versace frames but I switched it up
Prada, Burberry, now my persona a million bucks
Remember those nights slangin' that white walking around with guns
This shit was hot and I won't lie we was having some fun
Slide by, see a crowd start slappin' and run
Being broke ain't a joke, you laughing at what?
I got some investments so I'm stackin' it up
I'm getting into real estate, want a mansion or what?
They keep talking 'bout the drugs that I'm poppin'
Bitch, is you a doctor? If not stop talkin'
When I step into the scene bitches jockin'
When you walk in you see them bitches, like, who brought them?
It was me, they came up to see the topic
Now they doing drugs, and you can fuck and feel my dawgs dem
Purple potion have me move in slow motion
Xan with the lean, that's a real drinking potion
Have me do a hit, I don't remember, I don't know shit
Leave him floatin' on the sidewalk or ocean
If you don't know this, lil' n***a, now you know this
Seventeen, I left my school, I needed to get so fresh
Take these drugs, don't refuse my offer
Where ever I go, I'd probably be with Speaker Knockerz
I smoke so much, and I'm surprised I'm not a cougher
I smoke so much my lungs are accustom' to the ganja
I swear to god, I fell in love with the comma's
Runner fifth thieves 'cause I'm a blood, I still keep hunnids
Bad bitches want me as their baby father
You ain't trappin' me, fuck your condoms, I got my condoms
Unless that bitch is stunnin' like Rihanna
Call my plug up 'cause I need me some Bianca
What's the numbers, if I cop more drop the numbers
Think I'm a plug on how I got 2's to them runners
We some forces, I got blood on my new runners
All my main n***as do drills, my circle gunners
Have you ever had to think twice about your brother
I ain't never had to think twice about K Money
With these lean I'm living in a dream, I won't wake up
With this piffery I look Vietnamese and I'm baked up
Woo, woo, I won't wake up
With this piffery I'm Vietnamese, I'm so baked up
[Outro]
Free K Money, ayy, ayy
MG4L, n***a, gang shit