Birmingham (feat. Nz)
KLS
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I Got a shooter up in Birmingham Talking shit ain't heard of ya She left FaceTime, show me turbulence My shooter shoots at shooters, so how can I be scared of her Got gift like Santa, got my soda Fanta I shoot like Tony Montana I tell her I love her, I ain't serious Pull up in the dark, you never see me I'm mysterious If I heard he did you dirty one more time I am furious He's like my biggest fan, I know he is listening to this Put the cocoa with the yola, mix it, turn it to biscuits Put the YOLO with the sosa, turn it, flick it to coca Put her in first and choke her, I'm too chill to provoke her If you got a man i'll loan ya Second we've fucked you're mad i will not phone ya Drinks and drugs got me in a coma Like an alien, I'm off my face again She tryna call my phone, once a month it's that time again Like like Drip come wet like a puddle We all in my bottle, f*ck all these models I'm on the M-way and bros on full throttle Tryna make that pussy hurt Tryna make that pussy squirt I'ma make that pussy turnt I'ma make that pussy burst I'ma make your pussy first Eat it like dessert, makeup all over my shirt Change the gear, put in reverse Put your mind all in the dirt Front row seats to my concert Silly boy you should've learned She DM you, I was first Bend over, let me insert Empty clip, it's like 30 It's 6 in the morning, I'm tryna f*ck you dirty I got shooters up in Birmingham Spin the tires, we're burning em Fling the packs, We're serving em Kitty cats and burglars Life is full of murderers Made her pussy wet, I made it drown I made her pussy wet, I made it like a foun-tain When she climb on me, she'd be mount-in With her, I'ma put my full amount-in On the train, on the way to Broski Had to see him up at OT Said they know me, mind your mouth i got I Got a shooter up in Birmingham Talking shit ain't heard of ya She left FaceTime, show me turbulence My shooter shoots at shooters, so how can I be scared of her Got gift like Santa, got my soda Fanta I shoot like Tony Montana I Got a shooter up in Birmingham Talking shit ain't heard of ya She left FaceTime, show me turbulence My shooter shoots at shooters, so how can I be scared of her I Got a shooter up in Birmingham
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