Fn’s & Birkins

[Intro]
I know that's my birthright, you know that that
Kick it
Oh, fye way, YVL shit
Step on a fuck nigga, just 'cause I know how he act

[Verse]
All these hoes in the Mowa' mansion, in the Mowa' mansion
Birkin's, we got Birkin's in the Mowa' mansion
I'm just me 'cause I'm [?]
Shawty poppin' out big chain
Bentley Mulsanne got the hoes going insane
Swear to God, I won't switch up on my gang
Reefer Ricky, this shit smell like propane (For real)
Like Hakeem, I'm stuck in the post game
If you love me just tell me you need me
Back in school, had to trap out the [?]
Sell somethin', I'm bussin' these CCs
Two-tone AP, it's bussin' like Pz'
All these hoes connivin' and greedy
Now my dukes watchin' me on the TV
Hey, is you gon' stab or watch my back?
Poppin' shit, YVL on the map
And I'll slime any nigga, like, slatt
Diamond bag, know I'm bringin' 'em back
Know lil' rag got the blick in the trap
Know lil' rag got the blick in the trap
Nigga act, I'll spin his cap, hol' on, hol' on
Is you gon' stab or watch my back?
Baby, that's all I wanna know
Rock a show in your area code
Man, these hoes like the 'Migos though
Holographic, I'm quick with the scope
Pz' poppin', you know I'ma glow
Right beside 'em, I'm drivin' the boat, hol' on
We got Birkin's and FN's in the Mowa' mansion, in the Mowa' mansion
We got hoes in the Mowa' mansion
And these hoes prancin', hoes dancin' in the Mowa' mansion
Shawty love my fashion, [?] a mansion (For real)
Two poles, I got cobras, got these hoes matchin'
Hol' on, and she love me, she lovin' my fashion
Poppin' shit 'cause I know it's a passion
And I ain't finna rush it
No, no, no, I can't fuck with ratchet shit