Lyrics In My Birkin - St3ph

I hopped in my birkin that love shit not working
Gotta get to the bag, my mama is tired i see that she hurting

I Stare at the stars no answers at all I can't fold to no serpent

Life is a gamble so shoot for the moon
When You shoot wit a purpose

I run up the dash 200 a mile, you know that im working
Chasing bluefaces you know that I'm lurking, careless bout these b*tches you know that im swerving

Im Tired love my heart always breaking
Turned to savage now I started taking
Collecting these souls now im the grim reaper
Get to the bag you know that I need ya

Cartier frames they drip from my face
Im seeing so clear I deciphered the fake
My family stay close, got a army wit me
No sixth man got five on my team

Run up the bands its all that I see
On god on my life one day I'll be free
I know I dont call but I know you wit me
Guiding me through Moses spreading the sea

I hopped in my birkin that love shit not working
Gotta get to the bag my mama is tired i see that she hurting

I Stare at the stars no answers at all I can't fold to no serpent

Life is a gamble so shoot for the moon
When you shoot wit a purpose

I hopped in my birkin that love shit not working
Gotta get to the bag my mama is tired i see that she hurting

I Stare at the stars no answers at all I cant fold to no serpent

Life is a gamble so shoot for the moon
When You shoot wit a purpose

Ive been lost in my head
Got mind games like joker
My life been playing these games like its poker
Royal flush and it over

The Money is calling you know that im on
Switching for euro and pesos im gone
Bought mama these diamonds that shoot when im gone
Killing her demons protecting the throne

Told mama I'm flexing purpose
For nigga that said I ain't worth shit
She said get yo ass off the streets
I told her mama dont worry im working

Im mo'f*cking working, I'm all in my birkin
These b*tches dont know that im hurting
Im chasing the money I'm splurging
I getting whats mine thats for certain

I hopped in my birkin that love shit not working
Gotta get to the bag my mama is tired I see that she hurting

I Stare at the stars no answers at all I can't fold to no serpent

Life is a gamble so shoot for the moon
When you shoot wit a purpose

I hopped in my birkin that love shit not working
Gotta get to the bag my mama is tired i see that she hurting

I Stare at the stars no answers at all I can't fold to no serpent

Life is a gamble so shoot for the moon
When you shoot wit a purpose