[Yung Bleu] Oh, how I love her, my ghetto love bird Fly like an eagle, yeah That´s why Iâ trustâ her (That´s whyâ I trust her)
My ghetto love birdâ (My ghetto love bird)
[Yung Bleu] Bad lil´ bitch, she from the projects, ain´t it Bad attitude, I´m makin´ progress, ain´t it She know I got bands, get a lotta that, baby I ain´t fuckin´ with your man, get you outta that, baby Diamonds got the bird flu, flyer than a raven (Shoot) All that freaky talk´ll get you stabbed like Jason I told her I want sex on arrival (Arrival) I might just eat you up for survival (Survival) Ghetto love birds, that´s the title (Ghetto love birds, that´s the title)
[Yung Bleu]
Oh, how I love her (I love her), my ghetto love bird (My lover) Fly like an eagle, yeah (Fly like an eagle, yeah, yeah) That´s why I trust her (With my life) My ghetto love bird (Yeah, yeah)
[A Boogie wit da Hoodie] We used to, ooh, fuck for a long time Been inside her nice covers, pussy real tight (Tight) She said, "It´s been a long time" (Time) Oh, woah, woah, even though I´m ballin´, I miss you Oh, woah, woah, AP fuckin´ up your vision, woah, woah, woah You don´t even like none of my pictures no more I´m just singin´ love song with a guitar
How is he for you if he can´t afford you? Don´t go, bitch, ignore me You ain´t no Christian but let me Dior you You let me hit, never let me record you I kept things cordial with you, never called you If you need fixin´, call me I´ll restore you You said your relationship needs renovations We used to be friends, I´m a ghetto love birds (That´s the title)
[Yung Bleu & A Boogie wit da Hoodie] Ghetto love birds (That´s the title) Oh, how I love her (I love her), my ghetto love bird (My lover) Fly like an eagle, yeah (Fly like an eagle, yeah, yeah) That´s why I trust her (With my life) My ghetto love bird (Yeah, yeah)
That´s why I love, mmm That´s why I love, that´s why I love My ghetto love (My ghetto love) My ghetto love My ghetto love bird (That´s why I love her)
[ Yung Bleu] Bad lil´ bitch, she from the projects, ain´t it Bad attitude, I´m makin´ progress, ain´t it I ain´t fuckin´ with your man, get you outta that, baby, yeah