The blick still dirty
I'll catch a body on the curb like my name Birdie
I like my shorties out of country plus a lil nerdy
I'm always down to play you fair, but ill do you dirty, I'm worthy
Of all types of gemstones and gold links
I'm a King in this bitch and I'm a represent
Where I'm from East coast rider, woods baby
But in the city got the blick beside us, Uh
I'm realizing that the present is
Something different than the future and the past tense, Uh
So when I get it, get the bags rinse
And treat mistakes like a gift when you hop the fence
I only listen to myself niggaz tryin to play
They wanna see you down today, I don't wanna wait
So if you got a problem come around the way
I'm a blood clot Jamaican, me na care what da mon dem say
This how we do it round here
Tryin to throw the money in the air, f*ck a fair, one
Air it out over there
That's how we livin' out here, in Hartford, uh
We tryin' to do it round here
Rollin' up fronto Jamaicans round here, uh
We tryin' to air it out there
Rollin down Albany with Pauly Mason in the cup
I'm from Uptown, I'm always out on Woodland
Ridin' through Killa Hill like what up tho
I'm on Vine, shout out West Mourn, West Hell
We tryin' to get it f*ck the other side
I'm always live like a power line
So when I pull into the shell, I got a shell for who wanna rise, uh
Cause I don't wanna die
I'm always tryin to keep my life on another ride
I want another ride, I need the coupe with the butter vibes
So tell great I'm on the way cause its re-up time
I feel bad for the friends that I love
I'm always never round, always trying to chase me a dove
Niggaz frontin' like they really on some gang shit
But when you dolo you a pussy on some lame shit
I don't really want to care about your pack moves
I came up different so I'm dropping different jewels
This how we do it round here
Tryin to throw the money in the air, f*ck a fair, one
Air it out over there
That's how we livin' out here, in Hartford, uh
We tryin' to do it round here
Rollin' up fronto Jamaicans round here, uh
We tryin' to air it out there
Rollin down Albany with Pauly Mason in the cup
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The blick still dirty
I'll catch a body on the curb like my name Birdie
I like my shorties out of country plus a lil nerdy
I'm always down to play you fair, but ill do you dirty, I'm worthy
Of all types of gemstones and gold links
I'm a King in this bitch and I'm a represent
Where I'm from East coast rider, woods baby
But in the city got the blick beside us, Uh
I'm realizing that the present is
Something different than the future and the past tense, Uh
So when I get it, get the bags rinse
And treat mistakes like a gift when you hop the fence
I only listen to myself niggaz tryin to play
They wanna see you down today, I don't wanna wait
So if you got a problem come around the way
I'm a blood clot Jamaican, me na care what da mon dem say
This how we do it round here
Tryin to throw the money in the air, f*ck a fair, one
Air it out over there
That's how we livin' out here, in Hartford, uh
We tryin' to do it round here
Rollin' up fronto Jamaicans round here, uh
We tryin' to air it out there
Rollin down Albany with Pauly Mason in the cup
I'm from Uptown, I'm always out on Woodland
Ridin' through Killa Hill like what up tho
I'm on Vine, shout out West Mourn, West Hell
We tryin' to get it f*ck the other side
I'm always live like a power line
So when I pull into the shell, I got a shell for who wanna rise, uh
Cause I don't wanna die
I'm always tryin to keep my life on another ride
I want another ride, I need the coupe with the butter vibes
So tell great I'm on the way cause its re-up time
I feel bad for the friends that I love
I'm always never round, always trying to chase me a dove
Niggaz frontin' like they really on some gang shit
But when you dolo you a pussy on some lame shit
I don't really want to care about your pack moves
I came up different so I'm dropping different jewels
This how we do it round here
Tryin to throw the money in the air, f*ck a fair, one
Air it out over there
That's how we livin' out here, in Hartford, uh
We tryin' to do it round here
Rollin' up fronto Jamaicans round here, uh
We tryin' to air it out there
Rollin down Albany with Pauly Mason in the cup
I'll catch a body on the curb like my name Birdie
I like my shorties out of country plus a lil nerdy
I'm always down to play you fair, but ill do you dirty, I'm worthy
Of all types of gemstones and gold links
I'm a King in this bitch and I'm a represent
Where I'm from East coast rider, woods baby
But in the city got the blick beside us, Uh
I'm realizing that the present is
Something different than the future and the past tense, Uh
So when I get it, get the bags rinse
And treat mistakes like a gift when you hop the fence
I only listen to myself niggaz tryin to play
They wanna see you down today, I don't wanna wait
So if you got a problem come around the way
I'm a blood clot Jamaican, me na care what da mon dem say
This how we do it round here
Tryin to throw the money in the air, f*ck a fair, one
Air it out over there
That's how we livin' out here, in Hartford, uh
We tryin' to do it round here
Rollin' up fronto Jamaicans round here, uh
We tryin' to air it out there
Rollin down Albany with Pauly Mason in the cup
I'm from Uptown, I'm always out on Woodland
Ridin' through Killa Hill like what up tho
I'm on Vine, shout out West Mourn, West Hell
We tryin' to get it f*ck the other side
I'm always live like a power line
So when I pull into the shell, I got a shell for who wanna rise, uh
Cause I don't wanna die
I'm always tryin to keep my life on another ride
I want another ride, I need the coupe with the butter vibes
So tell great I'm on the way cause its re-up time
I feel bad for the friends that I love
I'm always never round, always trying to chase me a dove
Niggaz frontin' like they really on some gang shit
But when you dolo you a pussy on some lame shit
I don't really want to care about your pack moves
I came up different so I'm dropping different jewels
This how we do it round here
Tryin to throw the money in the air, f*ck a fair, one
Air it out over there
That's how we livin' out here, in Hartford, uh
We tryin' to do it round here
Rollin' up fronto Jamaicans round here, uh
We tryin' to air it out there
Rollin down Albany with Pauly Mason in the cup
Writer: Pete Pennant-Hill
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