This is a song about "Money and birds"

I do it for the birds

Shout out bobby on hundreds

And lastly for everybody who doubted i can't live without you, please

I'm true to me, speak freely, call me daddy teaching you the birds and bees,

Bitches love money and i got a lot of money

I'm a g, and this is something you can't see

I grab the eagles and make them birds fly

God damn it, i'm one hell of a guy

Than the birds on the wire

Poke out from behind her

This aint drug money, baby it's thug money and love money,

And every night, believe, we gon' leave with somebody

She like dudes whit lotto money from flippin lotta birds

Make your bitches' therapist ask for dental records

Fuck the money and public opinion

Callin' these bitches cuz bitches ain't even women