[Verse 1: Spank Nitti James]
Bitch suck dick like she used to be a flip
Franklin, blue strip, Benjamin, you should be a crip
I know you see the drip, bitch, we usually be drenched
Six in the Sierra mist gettin' ignorant in the Benz
Them n***as tweakin' again, that's some Jesus in them
[?] to slow me down, I'm addicted to opium
They probably gon' blow me down 'cause I slid and they want revenge
Dear Lord, I bow my head, I repent all my sins
I'm from the real Wiggle nation, committed I won't pretend
N***as wanna be Jameses but can't afford how we live
I'on wanna be famous, bitch, I wanna be rich (Bitch)
We don't wanna whip scrappers, we wanna whip foreign whips
Bitch, I'm a real harlot breaker, I bet that bitch get sent to heaven
That last altercation with AR and F&M
I'll pull up to your location wit' the nation, just drop the pin
If the conversation not about paper, can't comprehend
Lord and Savior, I need a favor, free my gangsters out the pen
Lord, forgive me for my behavior, it's how I was raised, ain't got no sense
N***as know my face, can't ride around the H without no tint
Booked him bare face n***a, I'on care if he know who did it
I'm embarrassing all these n***as, it's carats in all these pendants
My chandeliers be glistening, I'm out on bail still wigglin'
VVS's dancin' in my tennises, bitch, I'm living wit' privileges
I coulda rocked the Fendi, I'm finna let this B.B Simon's drip
[Chorus: Spank Nitti James]
Dear God (God), make me a bird (Bird)
So I can fly far (Far)
Far, far away from here (James Gang)
Dear God (God), make me a bird (Bird)
So I can fly far (Far)
Far, far away from here (Sky, skies)
Dear God (God), make me a bird (Bird)
So I can fly far (Far)
Far, far away from here (Sky, skies)
Dear God (God), make me a bird (Bird)
So I can fly far
Disappear

[Bridge: Freddie Gibbs]
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, bitch, uhh

[Verse 2: Freddie Gibbs]
Dear God, make me a bird (N***a)
So I can get a rental, hit the interstate and serve
Gary n***a sellin' packets, I'm central, I got some nerve
Black Antonio Montana, my testicles and my word
All I got, n***a, and I don't break 'em or shake 'em
[?] toss a [?] Christina go wake 'em up
Every time I hit the kitchen, I would Pyrex and raise it up
Mayweather vs McGregor, we was fuckin' some paper up, yeah, uh
Shot some n***as in Vegas
I'm tryna kick some gang politics, Lord knows that ain't stoppin' shit
Godfather 5, so that black and red what I'm rockin' with
And it's big Finball poppin', everything droppin' bitch
Yeah, I'm 'bout to make me a bird
Lockin' up this puppy so my son ain't gotta serve
Any n***a thinkin' I left 'em hangin', I let 'em burn
Tryna flex the game on the K train, they never learn, n***a
[Chorus: Spank Nitti James]
Dear God (God), make me a bird (Bird)
So I can fly far (Far)
Far, far away from here (Sky, skies)
Dear God (God), make me a bird (Bird)
So I can fly far (Far)
Far, far away from here (Sky, skies)
Dear God (God), make me a bird (Bird)
So I can fly far (Far)
Far, far away from here (Sky, skies)
Dear God (God), make me a bird (Bird)
So I can fly far
Disappear