[Intro]:
Drugs calling, drugs calling
Drugs calling, drugs calling
Drugs calling, drugs calling
Drugs calling, drugs calling

[Chorus]:
From a birds eye view you don’t even really know yourself
But you don’t want to be nobody else
And I don’t want to see nobody else
So I pray for you
Hope you make it through
But I don’t really want to go that way
I don’t really want to go that way
From a birds eye view
Birds eye view

[Verse 1]:
I’m bout to turn this bitch up, I got racks in Amiri like yours times two
I got hella bitches all in my section, I got yours times two
I just be way too gone off of the drank and I spilled the lean on my blue suede shoes
I’m a self made dude n***a
And my music made you n***a
I’m finna fuck around but a new Porsche for my first damn coupe n***a
I’ma go drop out the roof and I shoot out it at your whole damn crew n***a
All my racks really blue n***a
All my racks really blue n***a
I’m a go hop in a ghost and I turn him to ghost like a n***a say “boo” n***a