Yeah Byg Byrd hot!
I'm a I'ma brown boy!
Even if u dont realise my authority
Eye like 12 gauge shotgun baby
Hits hearts straightaway
Fly past overhead
Your man has a high status (x3)
I keep nagging them dukki-tukki
Has dangerous life risking hobbies
Boys stand at the distance of a foot
I keep my Glock loaded
Courage is pumped along with blood
Low rider jumps on the road
Drives all the girls crazy
Fly past overhead
Your man has a high status (x3)
My name shines like the sun
I still keep silence on my face
But my success roars in the town
Our gang is on the top (x2)
Whom I'm friends with
Are all armed men with killer guns
Drop the niggas down from the top
Fly past overhead
Your man has a high status (x3)
Girl,I deal from Canada
I have rogue gangsta appeal
When i record four tracks in a month
Other stars feel bad and jealous (x2)
The copycat lyricists
Moose Wala (Singer) will rip them apart
They always wished for my worse
Fly past overhead
Your man has a high status (x3)
My eyes are killer and I rob hearts
My name echoes everywhere in the day and I remain awake at night
Where will one hit me I know even superfluous details
Where you stop thinking I start thinking from there