Double R, Bird Business (Yeah, on God, on God) Double R, Bird Business, Double R, Bird Business (Go, go, yeah) You mind if I wild out? (Yeah) I'm rockin' that Ksubi, you mind if I style out? (Yeah, yeah) You mind if I ball out? Fuck is you talkin' 'bout, run up in your house (Woah, woah) I get that boy subbed out, right before he fall out Send him to the dugout (Woah) I'm on that Rino shit (Woah) When I get sick, I pour up the Tris' (Woah, woah) She let me in, check her off the list (Woah) Throw her in the bin, never talk again (Woah) No friends, I don't need 'em Bitch say I always mistreat her Spit in my face, say that I'm evil I'on really talk to people I just sit back and pour my liter I get to that sack and shit on these people I rock out every season, ain't no damn gettin' even as long as I'm breathin' (Balenci, Balenci, my bitch rock Chanel with Fendi) I'm knowin' that you hearin' me, I ain't no nigga ever ever seein' me (You know how I'm rockin', ain't no nigga ever put fear in me) (Yeah) You mind if I wild out? (Yeah) I'm rockin' that Ksubi, you mind if I style out? (Yeah, yeah) You mind if I ball out? Fuck is you talkin' 'bout, run up in your house (Woah) I get that boy subbed out, right before he fall out Send him to the dugout (Woah, woah, woah, woah) I need you tonight (Desire for revenge) You mine for the night I need you, let's ride Let's both make it right I wanna keep you, that's right I know that look up in your eyes I need you I was blind We lied to each others eyes