Byrd Call

Lyrics

[Intro: Robb Bank$] OW! Whoo! Whoo C2 Turn me up Turn me up Turn me up Phone Phone 3peat Phone 3peat 3peat 3peat 3peat 3peat Double S Double S Lets go! Yeah Nuez, these motherfuckers, where my shades at? (Where my shades at dawg?) This for all you hating ass bitches That thought it was over It will never stop You bitch! [Pre Hook: Robb Bank$] Aye I might make her suck it on the camera All I'm missing is a scandal I remix it like it's Karo I bet Ashley want me back now It's the Dream Team boy we pass them Slap you, remove your face tattoos I walk in that talking did it I flew in the ruffle feathers Moonwalk My thriller renown No snitch might single them out Got head on the couch (I do) I'm allergic to bitch I just blew my nose in her blouse They tell you it's round (Whoo!) That bitch had you around My ad-libs is out in her mouth These pussy niggas make me so sick I got to drink a whole pint of Coke with it With the birds goes though (though) Bitch it ain't a rooftop (No!) Brad Pitt at the shows (I do) Best lookin' nigga in the mall (I do!) She DM'ed me like I gave a fuck But she tweedle dee and tweedle dum Know its Double S butt-fucking inglorious The roid nigga no flock [Hook: Robb Bank$] Byrd call Byrd call Nigga, Bird call Byrd call Byrd call Nigga, Byrd call Phone on From the side, turn the phone on Can't stop, won't stop Nigga, Byrd call [Verse 2: Robb Banks] Bitch needa' chill with the texting that calling You play to much Got BBS so with your BM's She hopped I'm my DM's I know that lil' lady loves No touching no touching No kids though you must be sick Cause we do not do babies here Yeah fuck nigga You must be mental or Hansel & Gretel I do not follow crumbs My nigga I was gun toting Sold a hundred pack off Copans Even when I ain't have nothing Meliodas with the broke shit Now my money overflowing' Kicking shit up in New York Walk in the 300 office I'm the big boss, Cohen Extravagant, Savagery You know I'm back in it Mike Jack's in it Nose Job, my nigga you smelling me Killin' it, Last week Fucked a native American Tore her back up, bare Felt like the Revenant [Hook: Robb Bank$] Byrd call Byrd call Nigga, Bird call Byrd call Byrd call Nigga, Byrd call Phone on From the side, turn the phone on Can't stop, won't stop Nigga, Byrd call [Pre Hook: Robb Bank$] Aye I might make her suck it on the camera All I'm missing is a scandal I remix it like it's Karo I bet Ashley want me back now It's the Dream Team boy we pass them Slap you, remove your face tattoos I walk in that talking did it I flew in the rubber feathers