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help me

birkin

prod. by acee5x & ivvys

lyrics:

(oou)

I don't need designer for no swag (Woah)
Shawty left me so- (Shut the fuck up dickhead)
She might let me fuck if I say throw it back
Yeah, if you want good pack, hit my dad (What?)

(Aight, lemme lock in)
She on my body, got blick on body
We got sticks, don't trip
I want new rari, fly out to Saudi
This bitch so naugh-naugh, naugh-naugh
Ty, ty, ty ,ty, but it's ok I won't leave ya'
What I-, What I got on my leg, bitch that's Cheetah
Said I broke your heart and I'ma cheater
But you don't know, but she don't know
I been on my own, been on my own
Why you don't hit my phone, don't hit my phone? (Yeah)
But you hear my song, you hear my song

I don't need designer for no swag
Shawty left me so I get in my bag
S-Shawty left me so I get in my bag
Yeah, yeah, in the club I tell twin to get right
This hoe scissor wit' her sister, oh my
I-I-I don't gangbang, I say "Oh aii", ain't no OY
I just hit my opp, hit a stain, we gon blow by
Twin might hit ya hoe, she a star for the whole night

No, I don't bite
Know I said that I do when they push up
Only worry bout' you when I kush up
Only worry bout' you when I kush up
You's a motherfuckin' slut
2021, yeah
Thought you was the one, yeah
Lil hoe running through my funds, yeah
Ouu, know I still get under
Carribean hoe got bundah
I can't wait till' summer
Show y'all niggas sonder
I don't need desig-

I don't need designer for no swag
Shawty left me so I get in my bag
She might let me fuck if I say throw it back
Yeah, if you want good pack, hit my dad

(Slit on top bitch stop playing with us, you know what the fuck going on)

She on my body, got blick on body
We got sticks, don't trip (Eugh, eugh)
I want new rari, fly out to Saudi
This bitch so naugh-naugh, ty-ty

(If you not slit, then die)

But it's ok I won't leave ya'
What I-, What I got on my leg, bitch that's Cheetah
Said I broke your heart and I'ma cheater
But you don't know
But it's ok I won't leave ya'
But it's ok I won't leave ya'
Leave ya' (Yeah, yeah)

( #BIGSLITBITCH )

in my bag #sg

Produced by 1jinawtf & xokozine

And I'm so thankful
Couldn't a-ask for-or more
Didn't know I could get all I want
All I want, in 1 girl

Tryna buy my bitch some pearls
Give her my sweatshirt, earl
Put him in the dirt, oh no
If a nigga talk cray on my uh

Choppa hit yo forehead, nigga uh, uh
Nigga where my bae? I need love, love
How'd i get so lucky like a clover?
I don't even know

I don't fuck with huzz
I be with my bruzz
Fuck these white hoes, fuck yo boba
She said, vax why you being colder?
Shut the fuck up, pop you like a soda

Step up to me, better watch yo tone uh
Tell yo momma that I'm sorry bieber
To be honest, I ain't sorry, nuh uh
Choppa hit yo son nigga like uh

Huh, Roll that nigga like it's kush 
I get to the green, nigga like a bush
Slide wit twin cuz they can't kill the both of us
Premiere a nigga death like it's rush

I'm in this bih goin dumb, I'm in this bih goin dumb, eugh ah
Pockets they weigh they like a ton, bitch I can't run out of funds, eugh ah
My nigga trey goin dumb, my nigga saint goin dumb, eugh ah
Niggas wan' swag how we swag, put they ass up in a runtz, eugh ah

Bitch i do what you can't, Bitch i do what you can't
Fuh-fuck
And I'm like shout out 14, still drive my shot to the paint, huh huh
Niggas not fuckin with me, bitch im the best can't you see? eugh huh
That hoe wan' suck on the dick, she flippin on it, trapeze, eugh ah


And I'm so thankful
Couldn't a-ask for-or more
Didn't know I could get all I want
All I want, in 1 girl

Tryna buy my bitch some pearls
Give her my sweatshirt, earl
Put him in the dirt, oh no
If a nigga talk cray on my uh

Choppa hit yo forehead, nigga uh, uh
Nigga where my bae? I need love, love
How'd i get so lucky like a clover?
I don't even know

I don't fuck with huzz
I be with my bruzz
Fuck these white hoes, fuck yo boba
She said, vax why you being colder?
Shut the fuck up, pop you like a soda

Step up to me, better watch yo tone uh
Tell yo momma that I'm sorry bieber
To be honest, I ain't sorry, nuh uh
Choppa hit yo son nigga like uh

Huh, Roll that nigga like it's kush 
I get to the green, nigga like a bush
Slide wit twin cuz they can't kill the both of us
Premiere a nigga death like it's rush

I'm in this bih goin dumb, I'm in this bih goin dumb, eugh ah
Pockets they weigh they like a ton, bitch I can't run out of funds, eugh ah
My nigga trey goin dumb, my nigga saint goin dumb, eugh ah
Niggas wan' swag how we swag, put they ass up in a runtz, eugh ah

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