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Love Birds (feat. Devin Malik & Lance Skiiiwalker)

de ScHoolboy Q

Yeah

Back in love with this shit, I'm back in love with this shit
Back in love with this shit (shoo), I'm back in love with this shit
Back in love with this shit, I'm back in love with this shit
Back in love with this shit (ayy, let's go), I'm back in love with this shit
And I love you t—
Leave the little bitch, ahh
Ayy (shoo, shoo)

I'm a God to the bitch, little kid (kid)
I'm a God to the bitch, little bitch (heh)
Yeah, rich
What's your name? (quin) quincy hanley
How old are you, quincy?
Nine
You wanna be in my movie? (yeah)
Around nine, I was tryna have sex (I did)
Thirteen and I caught a new flex (mhm-mhm)
Ask why and you probably get blessed (hahaha)
Yes (yes), yes (uh-huh)
Got a iceberg floodin' my neck (givе it to me, [?])
With the old bitch really upsеt
Got a new thing, what'd you expect?
Yes, yes
All your dead homies, nigga, who next? (okay)
We're six, 'bout to carry your flesh (your flesh)
How you little ass niggas get stretched (ayy)
Yes, ahh (uh-huh)
When you fell down, wasn't concerned (concerned)
I was up top, wasn't my turn, mhm-mhm
Heard trouble, make many, y'all birds (wow)
Mhm, word, then why get a bitch like her? (her)
Grown man, I ain't rockin' no purse (no purse)
On crip, boy, you niggas need church (wrist, wrist, wrist, wrist, wrist, wrist)
(Nerd ass, y'all niggas get hurt) hurt
Big time, I was poppin' at birth (ayy)
Like future, I was pushin' that work (push, push, push)
Wearin' house shoes all on your turf (your turf)
Okay (ha-ha), earn
You a bitch and your mama came first
Know your dad somewhere and he cursed
Burn in hell, little nigga, you worse
Uh, yeah (yeah)
Soon when these cats start glazin' the rats (ayy)
First car my daughter drove was a 'bach
I was headed to the bread, where we at, where we at?
Hmm, I'm fast (ayy), got a new car, got a new stash (mhm)
I was tryna go north and you mad
Black center boy really got batch (yeah)
Mad (shoot, shit), yeah
Top down boy, look at my past (past)
Got a gold grill, platinum my plaques (plaques)
On the frontline, had to move sacks
Y'all little rap niggas just rap (rap)
I'll be around the world, puttin' up stats, hmm (bitch)
Mhm, facts (facts)
I hate y'all niggas, that's that (yeah)

Back in love with this shit, I'm back in love with this shit
Back in love with this shit (shoo), I'm back in love with this shit
Back in love with this shit, I'm back in love with this shit
Back in love with this shit (ayy, let's go), I'm back in love with this shit

And I love you too with your hatin' ass
I love you, and I love you, yeah
And I love you too with your hatin' ass
I see you in here
Yeah, and I love you too, hatin' ass
Trick-ass, ho-ass
I love you too with your hatin' ass
Bitch-ass, broke-ass, little-ass, fuck-ass
Yeah
Do you drink? You smoke?
I smoke weed (ooh), yeah
What gang y'all from? Where y'all from?
[?] (Nowhere), now what?
How old are you?
Twenty

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