Chirpin'

[Hook] Its a brand new day and the birds they chirpin' Its a brand new day plus my Nextel chirpin' Ya'll niggas got work but you ain't never ever working Throwin money in the club when you know your pockets hurting [Verse 1: Takeoff] Its a brand new day, got brand new bitches Wrapping up chickens, I'm leaning, I feel like I’m fallin' But really I’m trippin Only wear Ballys when I rock the Bentley Gas so loud, y'all niggas can't hear me Pull out that KLAW, know they gone feel me Whippin that Brittney, that Whitney, That Lindsay Like I'm a chemist, treat em like dentist You showing your benjis on instagram flexing Maybe tonight, but ain't got a session I hate to be you cause I know its depressing Must think its a salad the way that I'm dressing I walk up in Neiman, I see it I cop it I pull out my pocket, you pull out your wallet Who you impressing, you know you ain't got it Diggin' through pockets, changing the topic Nigga just stop it, it hurt me to see you ain't got it Make me wanna come out my pocket Ima get it back cause a nigga got a sack, so my lil' double cup got filled full of the Act Young nigga got bricksquad, we crack If a nigga talkin back, Im aimin the strap It's a brand new day, in a brand new whip, and a brand new 45 sittin in my lap [Hook] [Verse 2: Quavo] Aye hold up Takeoff, you see that nigga It's a brand new nigga on the block, hit his ass with a brand new Glock Knock em off the block like he playing hopscotch My niggas is crazy, we keep the new babies We ride in Mercedes keep crack like the 80s They cook it, they whippin, they slavin I ride 'round the city screaming "Mama we made it!" I'm busting them bricks out the wrapper Too hot for a trapper, so now I'mma rapper My pot too big, got too much water, so I skrt-skrt with a boat paddle I see you running with the sack Quavo the linebacker so I had to make the tackle Got Migos in Mexico right now, putting 50 bricks on a horse saddle Im servin them patients, my money is ancient My diamonds are lookin like I bought a ice glacier Addicted to paper, I movin to Cali, I roll me a blunt and I go watch the Lakers So much gas you'll need a ventilator, my house so big got marijuana acres Pots and the pans, Quavo the baker, molly in the jar, look like a saltshaker [Hook]