BIRKINS - JAKEB x BIMB x SMOKE (AMV x LYRICS)

NEW Carnival Gang Discord:   / discord   JAKEB - https://open.spotify.com/artist/0TwX8... SMOKEXYS - https://open.spotify.com/artist/5kskw... BIMB - https://open.spotify.com/artist/46R7D... Listen on Spotify: https://open.spotify.com/track/7zXCJQ... LYRICS BIMB: My money come in I aint buying her birkins. Shut up bch you know that I be working. I got your how up on my dk steady slurping. Bad biddie on my belt she be twrking. like damn, i think she geeking. Got her legs twitching I think that she is tweaking. Imma beat a nga azz if he gon get me heated I got red in my eyes bch you know Imma demon. I got two of her friends and they up in my ends. She aint tryna fk so why you playing pretend. It's like you want a rich nga to pullup inna benz. If he hella rich than Imma be snatching his bands. She like bimb why aint you real wit me. Cause your how ass just be fkg willingly. I cant just lie I be doing that regularly. Game is just game if you feeling me, you feeling me. Imma be real with like half of you ngs. It's the time I be cutting off bches. I aint wanting a how I be wanting them riches. To the top of my game I cant lose Imma always stay winnin' like fk is you saying. Imma hit him up clean in the head with this A K. God damn bch I dont care bout what you say. 6 foot 5 demon he feeling like tay K. Nga done the race he feeling like Usian. JAKEB: I'm runnin with one shot straight in the dome I wanted your love but you never came home Always numbin, no luck, all scars get shown 3 shots 4 dd, no one answering phones ay Got locks on the case of expense I tug my glk, now you feelin suspense I knock her socks off, make her my guest I pump my sawd off, out of defense ay Pick shao kahn, hit em witta fight stick Quite too long in the pit, im gonna bite bch Know 2 wrongs aint makin that right Go playing my songs in the midst of the night bch Eyes burning bloodshot, blade turn red I'm sealin my fate, aint gettin my head now Feelin these bloodclots, made up by lead You hearin these gnshots, brain go dd go bang BIMB: Like dmn shawty come sit on this dk. She see all the money like come do a trick. Fk all the pictures I come with the flash. You see the light cause you got hit the this blck. All my ngs coming deep with like hunnids of cash. I aint tryna do features cause they music be az. Fk a label ngs really tryna take all of my money. Imma skeet off with a dash then I blew it in they face like dmn. Hol up hedshot A K. Glk 17 with a switch go bow bow bow. My draco just got a stutter. Blocking that bch you know imma just cut her. Like dmn that boy a runner. My ngs gon shoot you know they a gunner. Shots to his head now he finna suffer. Red on his body just like Jimmy Butler SMOKE: red on him like jimmy butler nga got tint that lit up in the sky we just had to leave em dyn in the summer nga like waldo cuttin thru this bch as soon as i find em that gon be the bummer got me a hunnid seconds on the clock and the glky just rippin up his fkn stomach man no way you fkn takin shit from me while im choppin this st up imma take your bch to the back and look at her top barely on dont you be lookin bch i make top millions that just gimme the leisure to get filet mignons i know that they wit me but how many arent this st not a show and this aint no pr im hearin a lot of this talkin but they not on st bch but how many are im drivin the caliber right in yo face you wont tell that im seconds from raidin yo place you wont tell em you did all that talkin you dont gotta share it theyll see all the holes in your face you like what you see well i call it a dinner man i wont stress if she wanted to hit again keep it pushin i dont want no minute man i been king of this whole fkn litter man JAKEB: Bch, i be the king of the litta Ring out my glck with a pull of the trigger Make fun of this jit, got a face of a killa The face of a devil, ya demon a sinner I got a new awp, i dont know where they went Ain't never snitchin, put god on the list Run it for fun with the one that i summon I got my new leather, go drippin in dubbin I pull out the metal, now actin a dumb Watch what you say 'for i snatch up ya tongue Be the one to get it when i hit up a lick I got a finger to the trigger when i blast up da blck U got a feelin on ya back, its the tip of the stick We're gonna rip into the bag n flick a bic at the wick Throwin that bch in the blades up of a chainsaw Leavin yo clique cuz a mf hate yall Runnin this place, witta gun in yo face U get dumped in the pit, yea u gettin what u paid for BIMB: White boy on some st he gon play all my tracks and then speak hla st like that boy a bch. Ngs psy so they aint gon do shit spit in her face now she slob on the dk. High beam on that how like she play with my stick. They be stalking my life like they watching on twitch.