In My Birkin

I hopped in my birkin that love shit not working Gotta get to the bag, my mama is tired i see that she hurting I Stare at the stars no answers at all I can't fold to no serpent Life is a gamble so shoot for the moon When You shoot wit a purpose I run up the dash 200 a mile, you know that im working Chasing bluefaces you know that I'm lurking, careless bout these b*tches you know that im swerving Im Tired love my heart always breaking Turned to savage now I started taking Collecting these souls now im the grim reaper Get to the bag you know that I need ya Cartier frames they drip from my face Im seeing so clear I deciphered the fake My family stay close, got a army wit me No sixth man got five on my team Run up the bands its all that I see On god on my life one day I'll be free I know I dont call but I know you wit me Guiding me through Moses spreading the sea I hopped in my birkin that love shit not working Gotta get to the bag my mama is tired i see that she hurting I Stare at the stars no answers at all I can't fold to no serpent Life is a gamble so shoot for the moon When you shoot wit a purpose I hopped in my birkin that love shit not working Gotta get to the bag my mama is tired i see that she hurting I Stare at the stars no answers at all I cant fold to no serpent Life is a gamble so shoot for the moon When You shoot wit a purpose Ive been lost in my head Got mind games like joker My life been playing these games like its poker Royal flush and it over The Money is calling you know that im on Switching for euro and pesos im gone Bought mama these diamonds that shoot when im gone Killing her demons protecting the throne Told mama I'm flexing purpose For nigga that said I ain't worth shit She said get yo ass off the streets I told her mama dont worry im working Im mo'f*cking working, I'm all in my birkin These b*tches dont know that im hurting Im chasing the money I'm splurging I getting whats mine thats for certain I hopped in my birkin that love shit not working Gotta get to the bag my mama is tired I see that she hurting I Stare at the stars no answers at all I can't fold to no serpent Life is a gamble so shoot for the moon When you shoot wit a purpose I hopped in my birkin that love shit not working Gotta get to the bag my mama is tired i see that she hurting I Stare at the stars no answers at all I can't fold to no serpent Life is a gamble so shoot for the moon When you shoot wit a purpose