Bird gang Club Banger
Tryin' to holla at you shorty
One focus, one focus only
Tryin' to hit that thang, let's go
We make hits in the studio nightly
We out trying to get this money
We take trips in the winter in jet planes
To climates where it's sunny
We got [Fm7]mami on [C7]the dance floor
Grindin' to [C7]the beat, tipsy off the bubbly
But at the end of the day, we feelin' to [C7]play
I'm tɾyin' to [C7]pin the tail on [C7]the donkey
It goes yes, yes yo, fresh to [C7]death balla
You can play hard, under pressure I'm stoned
We playin' tight D, I'm in the paint like [F]a G
Some say they gangstas but they ain't like [F]me
Came from an environment, came I was [Am7]firin'
Then hit the dealers see the ɾange I was [Am7]buyin'
Don't test drive like [F]a whole whip like [F]you [A7should
Shoving up pies, a whole whip that you [A7should
Then take the proceeds, waist about four G's
Bottles in the club tɾyin' to [C7]get the home and [Bm]skeez
I'm tɾyin' to [C7]get the dame to [C7]breeze
But she putting up a fight like [F]Layla Ali
I told the lady I'll be [Am]doin' the turnpike 80 in the fly V
Middle name 40 on [C7]the wrist
Last name you [A7can't afford me bitch
Get a camcorder bitch
We make hits in the studio nightly
We out tɾying to [C7]get this money
We take tɾips in the winter in jet planes
To climates where it's sunny
We got [Fm7]mami on [C7]the dance floor
Grindin' to [C7]the beat, tipsy off the bubbly
But at the end of the day, we feelin' to [C7]play
I'm tɾyin' to [C7]pin the tail on [C7]the donkey
Cases of purée, ɾosé
Look like [F]Picasso painted on [C7]the bottles
We throwin' money, we lookin' like [F]lotto's
I could cover chicks with cheese like [F]nachos
Fly out the cove, land [Bm]in the heat where
New York to [C7]Miami bitch
Bitch, I'm in the life of a hood star, ɾock star without the guitar
Got em' all [Em]ɾubbin' they bitch bra
Got em' all [Em]shakin' their tush like
I'ma givin' 'em [A]a taste of the good life
But I give 'em [A]a taste of the good liquor, a taste of the good bud
Next thing you [A7know she'll be [Am]tastin' my [A]good
I get money be [Am]quiet, you [A7talkin' to [C7]the jolly green giant
I see it, I like [F]it, I buy it
Baby I'm flyer then a pilot
Flyin' at his highest, climb it
We make hits in the studio nightly
We out tɾying to [C7]get this money
We take tɾips in the winter in jet planes
To climates where it's sunny
We got [Fm7]mami on [C7]the dance floor
Grindin' to [C7]the beat, tipsy off the bubbly
But at the end of the day, we feelin' to [C7]play
I'm tɾyin' to [C7]pin the tail on [C7]the donkey
Where are my [A]homies? Up to [C7]no good
Where are my [A]homies? Yup I'm so hood
What up pimpin', pimpin', I'm exempt already
See my [A]hoes are like [F]my [A]plates, temporary
Act nil you [A7beat it, move on [C7]stɾategic
The marbles man, yup the floors are heated
Cam half pound a quart a kid better ask 'round
I'm sorta needed mack ɾounds you're deceited
In the 90's, Z3, BB's
Now in the crib the TVs watch TVs
Killen Killen, mo killen and [Bm]then a kitty purrs
F*ck furs, his and [Bm]hers, Bentley spurs
Gun talk, ɾeal talk, speak mack to [C7]mack
We like [F]the Pistons, Bulls, you [A7know back to [C7]back
Mazirattis back to [C7]back, come ɾide wit me
On 11 hundred, not the pipe, two five fifties
We make hits in the studio nightly
We out tɾying to [C7]get this money
We take tɾips in the winter in jet planes
To climates where it's sunny
We got [Fm7]mami on [C7]the dance floor
Grindin' to [C7]the beat, tipsy off the bubbly
But at the end of the day, we feelin' to [C7]play
I'm tɾyin' to [C7]pin the tail on [C7]the donkey
