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Rich The Kid
Birds Out Of LA
[Pre-Chorus 1: JG]
Hundreds of thousands, yeah, step up and count shit
Fuck if you doubt shit, you not about shit
[Chorus: JG & Rich The Kid]
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)
[Verse 1: Rich The Kid]
Yeah, I put that shit on a chain, I put that shit on my rang (What?)
I just might pull out the Range
[Pre-Chorus 1: JG]
Hundreds of thousands, yeah, step up and count shit
Fuck if you doubt shit, you not-not about shit
[Chorus: JG & Rich The Kid]
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)
[Verse 2: Rich The Kid]
Yeah, I put that shit on a chain, I put that shit on my rang (What?)
I just might pull out the Range
I fuck your bitch, givе her back (Bitch)
Ridin' around with that strap
I made a mill' outta trap, I got the birds in a Cadillac
[Chorus: JG & Rich The Kid]
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)
[Verse 2: Rich The Kid]
Yeah, I put that shit on a chain, I put that shit on my rang (What?)
I just might pull out the Range
I fuck your bitch, give her back (Bitch)
Ridin' around with that strap
I made a mill' outta trap, I got the birds in a Cadillac
[Pre-Chorus 2: JG]
Look, I'm chasing thous, yeah, yeah, I'm tryna' count shit
They talkin' down, yeah, yeah, they on some clown shit
Hundreds of thousands, yeah, step up and count shit
Fuck if you doubt shit, you not about shit
[Chorus: JG & Rich The Kid]
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)
[Outro: JG]
These birds out in LA
