Birkin

Ten of my bitches in a big body, you know the drill
If your nigga fight, we 10-90 to keep it real
I ain't tryna tell nobody, so, lips, keep 'em sealed
And my girls always on go, you know we run it up

All the bitches to the floor
If the feds come we get low
From the window to the door
(Run it up)
Don't be [?], don't be trash
If you fine then clap that ass
Where them niggas with the cash?
I'm tryna run it up

I don't have to say you see the drip, the cars I whip
I'm in my motherfucking bag
I don't have to say you see the drip, the girls I'm with
I'm in my motherfucking bag

I don't know the vibes in here, but the vibes know me though
You know I'm a seasoned bitch, always keep it so Frito
Cash shit, fast lane, bad bitches, good brain
I'm acting up 'cause I'm [?] as fuck
And my pussy fuego, no propane

All the bitches to the floor
If the feds come we get low
From the window to the door
(Run it up)
Don't be [?], don't be trash
If you fine then clap that ass
Where them niggas with the cash?
I'm tryna run it up

I don't have to say you see the drip, the cars I whip
I'm in my motherfucking bag
I don't have to say you see the drip, the girls I'm with
I'm in my motherfucking bag

Haters chattin' on prepaid minutes
Just save your money and cash a check
You know you mad, just give it up
'Cause being salty ain't a flex
My ice is water, my life is water
My neck is drippy, my kitty wet
I talk real spicy but extreamly nicely
[?], you know what's next

All the bitches to the floor
If the feds come we get low
From the window to the door
(Run it up)
Don't be [?], don't be trash
If you fine then clap that ass
Where them niggas with the cash?
I'm tryna run it up

I don't have to say you see the drip, the cars I whip
I'm in my motherfucking bag
I don't have to say you see the drip, the girls I'm with
I'm in my motherfucking bag
I don't have to say you see the drip, the cars I whip
I'm in my motherfucking bag
I don't have to say you see the drip, the girls I'm with
I'm in my motherfucking bag