CORRECT LYRICS
Lyrics : Birds Out Of LA
Hundreds of thousands, yeah, step up and count sh*t
f**k if you doubt sh*t, you not about sh*t
These birds out in LA always tryna' creep
Gotta talk to God right before I fall asleep (Yeah, what?)
Look up to the sky, watch it fall out in the breeze
All the homies ride, all the homies gotta eat (Yeah)
Yeah, I put that sh*t on a chain, I put that sh*t on my rang (What?)
I just might pull out the Range
Hundreds of thousands, yeah, step up and count sh*t
f**k if you doubt sh*t, you not-not about sh*t
These birds out in LA always tryna' creep
Gotta talk to God right before I fall asleep (Yeah, what?)
Look up to the sky, watch it fall out in the breeze
All the homies ride, all the homies gotta eat (Yeah)
Yeah, I put that sh*t on a chain, I put that sh*t on my rang (What?)
I just might pull out the Range
I f**k your b*t*h, givе her back (b*t*h)
Ridin' around with that strap
I made a mill' outta trap, I got the birds in a Cadillac
Thеse birds out in LA-birds out in LA always tryna' creep-always tryna' creep
Ayy, look up to the sky, watch it fall out in the breeze
All the homies ride, all the homies gotta eat (Yeah)
Yeah, I put that sh*t on a chain, I put that sh*t on my rang (What?)
I just might pull out the Range
I f**k your b*t*h, give her back (b*t*h)
Ridin' around with that strap
I made a mill' outta trap, I got the birds in a Cadillac
Look, I'm chasing thous, yeah, yeah, I'm tryna' count sh*t
They talkin' down, yeah, yeah, they on some clown sh*t
Hundreds of thousands, yeah, step up and count sh*t
f**k if you doubt sh*t, you not about sh*t
These birds out in LA always tryna' creep
Gotta talk to God right before I fall asleep (Yeah, what?)
Look up to the sky, watch it fall out in the breeze
All the homies ride, all the homies gotta eat (Yeah)
These birds out in LA
f**k if you doubt sh*t, you not about sh*t
These birds out in LA always tryna' creep
Gotta talk to God right before I fall asleep (Yeah, what?)
Look up to the sky, watch it fall out in the breeze
All the homies ride, all the homies gotta eat (Yeah)
Yeah, I put that sh*t on a chain, I put that sh*t on my rang (What?)
I just might pull out the Range
Hundreds of thousands, yeah, step up and count sh*t
f**k if you doubt sh*t, you not-not about sh*t
These birds out in LA always tryna' creep
Gotta talk to God right before I fall asleep (Yeah, what?)
Look up to the sky, watch it fall out in the breeze
All the homies ride, all the homies gotta eat (Yeah)
Yeah, I put that sh*t on a chain, I put that sh*t on my rang (What?)
I just might pull out the Range
I f**k your b*t*h, givе her back (b*t*h)
Ridin' around with that strap
I made a mill' outta trap, I got the birds in a Cadillac
Thеse birds out in LA-birds out in LA always tryna' creep-always tryna' creep
Ayy, look up to the sky, watch it fall out in the breeze
All the homies ride, all the homies gotta eat (Yeah)
Yeah, I put that sh*t on a chain, I put that sh*t on my rang (What?)
I just might pull out the Range
I f**k your b*t*h, give her back (b*t*h)
Ridin' around with that strap
I made a mill' outta trap, I got the birds in a Cadillac
Look, I'm chasing thous, yeah, yeah, I'm tryna' count sh*t
They talkin' down, yeah, yeah, they on some clown sh*t
Hundreds of thousands, yeah, step up and count sh*t
f**k if you doubt sh*t, you not about sh*t
These birds out in LA always tryna' creep
Gotta talk to God right before I fall asleep (Yeah, what?)
Look up to the sky, watch it fall out in the breeze
All the homies ride, all the homies gotta eat (Yeah)
These birds out in LA
