Yo Gotti - Slangin Birds lyrics

Drumma boy (Drumma boy) I got from slanging birds Everything that I got I got from slanging birds Everything that I got I got from slanging birds That's my motherf**in word n***a That's my word [2 Chainz] n***as know I call my Porsche the baby elephant You ain't talking money then you got speech impediment Everything I got, I got from selling sh** And who I sold it to is irrelevant Pocket full of Dead Presidents I'm good with whatever I pull my dick out and tell her sit where ever I done stood on the block n***a from 9 to 9 And I done sold a 9 at least 9 times 9 Milla, clientele Look Like Thriller If my baby mama cheating I Hope God with her You not iller I'm Godzilla on hard liquor My Penny loafers had nickels... UGH [Hook:] I got from slanging birds Everything that I got I got from slanging birds Everything that I got I got from slanging birds That's my motherf**in word n***a That's my word Everything that I got I got from slanging birds Everything that I got I got from slanging birds That's my motherf**in word n***a That's my word [Young Jeezy] I'm slangin Chickens I'm slangin Hawks I Take The 4 up out of the brick b**h I can write in chalk You know I know that white and green like a chalk board What you doing? Just chillin look like the top bored So many chickens in the kitchen it looks like a soup Must be some owls in this b**h, cause I keep hearing "hoo" This for my n***as cooking 9s like they chicken breasts You know we trynna hide the six that's why the chickens dressed I had the Lam Black and green like a Parakeet No, I ain't tripping Put the pigeons in the Cherokee Everything a n***a got, I got from slanging birds What I ain't get from slanging blocks I got from slanging words... SNOW [Hook:] [Yo Gotti:] I got a car, that b**h a cla**ic White on red, inside out that b**h nasty When I pull up on them sixes, speakers blastin Black scale white work clear plastic And everything I got I got from selling birds Half a brick to do a verse, I guess I am selling words That dubbed it up n***as send me dranks so they double the cup Got 2 chains on, b**h I'm icey as f** 2 brains on my arm that's a 100 and up We sell dope it ain't nothing to us New whip, new b**h, n***a change for what? And where I come from n***as bang for none Every n***a in the hood gotta stand for some Drinkin soda bakin soda I'm yammin up In the kitchen at the table just a gram and up My n***as grinding we banding up These pussies know not to be playing with us... WORK [Birdman:] My bad b**h, my money long Car game filthy and my game strong The kitchen hot My block rock My neighborhood shot cus them cars hot n***a on some money sh** Got back on that other sh** Came with the fame n***a listen while you learn b**h Money is for show sh** Gettin it while we blow this b**h All the time we are gonna show where we are flowing b**h 100 thousand on the watch Living lavish off top Neighborhood watch Cocaine flocks The coke game strong Overseas phone n***a made it home So we gettin it on [Hook:]