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pope jksn - birkin lyrics

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birkin [prod. wav cartel]

(hook)

she just hit my line
she wan come party
wit the pope

i got bacardi in the
fridge
just tell me what you sip

i just caught a l!ck
im tryna blow that
all on you

if you treat me good
bae im gon go get you
that birkin [×2]

(verse 1)

balmain jeans
maison margiela
head to toe

rollie wrist
desert eagle, 223’s
we gon take you down
boy better quit
that actin tough

im renowned
back in the hood
you know they know
me like a scripture

i put in that work
that’s why you see
me on them charts

sippin on black
im wit the gang
you know we boolin

i can never lack
you know i’m toting
when i slide

sippin on actavis
i feel like gucci
bricks in motion

metal wit the clip
so i don’t wan do no detector

and i got
that beamer in the
driveway hit that nitrous

bet i got them seals
girl if you think yous a freak

heard that jit
had a problem had to crop him

goyard belt
no. 9 don’t need no holster

say she always like it
when them racks all in
my pocket

donuts in a maserati
this ain’t no accord

fendi cardigan
wit the rockstar jeans
and my dirty styrofoam

(bridge)

she jus hit my line
she wan come party
wit the pope

bacardi in the
fridge
jus tell me what you sip

i just caught a l!ck
im tryna blow that
all on you

if you treat me good
im gon go get you
that birkin

real n+gga from the hood
i got my money long
lookin at my opps

i be stackin tall
balmain jean, margiela
yeah yeah

(hook)

she jus hit my line
she wan come party
wit the pope

i got bacardi in the
fridge
jus tell me what you sip

i just caught a l!ck
im tryna blow that
all on you

if you treat me good
bae im gon go get you
that birkin

aye, slatt



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