WHITE BIRD Lyrics

I wan' baguette the face

I wan' baguette the face

She want it rose gold

Imma put her in her place

Put her in a chokehold

Ice an anemic bitch out

Now she so cold

She told me she wanna fuck me right in front of her parents I told her she so bold

Patek on me, iceberg, this shit going titanic

Don't want me catch you lackin like this shit Mario Kart these items could get frantic

They put on they shades and they stare

When I walk in these niggas be scared

I'm fucking this hoe in the mirror

Why would I make the sprite clearer

Why wouldn't I dirty it up with the mud

Won't dirty my hands yeah I'm gonna use gloves

I'm running, I'm running, I'm running I'm running, I'm running, I'm running, I'm running it up

I got a big bag fisher

You said she with you so why I'm with her

I'm killing these niggas it's a murder

Hmmm word

I get so fly you think I'm a bird

Don't at least got a car bitch you could get curved

And I don't do the lease like fuck what you heard

Broke boy might have to get knocked out

And a broke girl never ever gettin taken out

Dope boy clock in he don't clock out

And a dope girl never ever do it for the clout

I jus want you to go down south

And I jus want us to work this out

I jus want you the opposite the drought

I jus want I jus want I jus wanna

I wan' baguette the face

I wan' baguette the face

She want it rose gold

Imma put her in her place

Put her in a chokehold

Ice an anemic bitch out

Now she so cold

She told me she wanna fuck me right in front of her parents I told her she so bold

Patek on me, iceberg, this shit going titanic

Don't want me catch you lackin like this shit Mario Kart these items could get frantic

They put on they shades and they stare

When I walk in these niggas be scared

I'm fucking this hoe in the mirror

Why would I make the sprite clearer

Why wouldn't I make it a little bit darker

They know I'm the double parker

I'm in and I'm out

You know that she going south

Imma put it in ya mouth

After I fuck on the couch

Bitch better get out my house

Got it out the mud

Diamond in the ruff

Got so nice they started biting like oreos

Now my pockets double stuffed

I used to be selling that reggie to niggas

But now my weed is super buff

And I got some money now baby so tell me do you want the tote or the clutch

You better tote better clutch

Tell me

Is you riding or what

Sell me

All these lies in a blunt

She know

She could never get punted

Sprinkle

Money right where her cunt is

Roll up

Then I roll with the punches

I wan' baguette the face

I wan' baguette the face

She want it rose gold

Imma put her in her place

Put her in a chokehold

Ice an anemic bitch out

Now she so cold

She told me she wanna fuck me right in front of her parents I told her she so bold

Patek on me, iceberg, this shit going titanic

Don't want me catch you lackin like this shit Mario Kart these items could get frantic

They put on they shades and they stare

When I walk in these niggas be scared

I'm fucking this hoe in the mirror

Why would I make the sprite clearer