Wire - blueface, Stunna 4 Vegas

Payin' the low, chargin' the high

Just flipped a pigeon to a chicken pot pie

I don’t interact, my plug send me the wire

Pack in the air, put the bird in the sky (Brr)

Payin' the low, chargin' the high

Just flipped a pigeon to a chicken pot pie

I don’t interact, my plug send me the wire

I don’t interact, my plug pay through the wire

Fuck the buyer, the feds want a supplier

Came from all flats to all new attire

Couple figures made me a public figure

I done ran up racks off the Saran

Before the rap, baby, I was the man

I was cool way before I had fans

Nothin' changed, bitch, I been in a Benz

Sticks on me like the boy in a band

Made a grand off ten dollars a gram

I don’t interact when niggas trap on the 'Gram

Kush, pills, coke, I’m selling the Xans

Pigeon coupe, dirty birds in the van

If the plan go as planned, we double the bands

Can’t interact with the hand-to-hand

Plug send a wire soon as it land

Pack in the air, put the bird in the sky (Brr)

Payin' the low, chargin' the high

Just flipped a pigeon to a chicken pot pie

I don’t interact, my plug send me the wire

Pack in the air, put the bird in the sky (Brr)

Payin' the low, chargin' the high

Just flipped a pigeon to a chicken pot pie

I don’t interact, my plug send me the wire (It's 4X)

I fly out to Cali to send some bags (Zoom)

For sure they sold when I send 'em back (Sold)

It’s smoke, let me know, we can handle that

You get hit with that fire, we ain’t doin' no boxing match

I get fly like I sit where the pilot at

Think with your top, boy, we knock off your starter cap

Used to be broke, now they know me across the map

Ain’t shit change, I still ride with it in my lap

I’m on some shit, jack (Bitch)

Lil' nigga, I got big racks (On gang)

No friendly shit or no chit-chat (Nope)

You reach out for dap, you might get bitch-slapped (Pussy)

He think he tough, he got muscles

That Glock sit him down and make his homeboy sit back

It ain’t no talking, click-clack, boom, he doomed

My lil' shawty knock him out his shoes (Bang)

Pack in the air, put the bird in the sky (Brr)

Payin' the low, chargin' the high

Just flipped a pigeon to a chicken pot pie

I don’t interact, my plug send me the wire

Pack in the air, put the bird in the sky (Brr)

Payin' the low, chargin' the high

Just flipped a pigeon to a chicken pot pie

I don’t interact, my plug send me the wire