[Lyric] Birkin His Hers Original (Don Toliver)

[Intro: Don Toliver]
Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh
Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh
Yeah, yeah, yeah

[Chorus: Don Toliver]
Baby, hit that backend Birk'
Then pour a four of purple
You got his and hers
Toolie in that Birkin
Close the window curtains (Curtains)
Right up in your skirt (Skirt)
Take off, hit the curve (Curve)
Toolie in that Birkin

[Post-Chorus: Don Toliver]
When I pop out, it's a blicky
Roll up, we roll up a sticky
All the bitties, they be shifty
I pay for my shit, it ain't shit free
Take some time (Hee-hee)
I know how I get when I make that mine
Shawty, I'm great and that's fine
[Verse 1: Don Toliver]
Roll that dice, no covers, sex on ice (Yeah, yeah)
Ain't no lock and key, just beep, beep, beep, up in my jeep
Baby, take off the belt of the seat
Touch-free, I bought somе more
Shawty have fun with funds
Tongue out on camеra, stretchin' out that Saint Laurent
She brought two friends, twin twins
Cross 'em, we gon' kill 'em
Fucked her out that back-end

[Chorus: Don Toliver]
Baby, hit that backend Birk'
Then pour a four of purple
You got his and hers
Toolie in that Birkin
Close the window curtains (Curtains)
Right up in your skirt (Skirt)
Take off, hit the curve (Curve)
Toolie in that Birkin

[Post-Chorus: Don Toliver]
When I pop out, it's a blicky
Roll up, we roll up a sticky
All the bitties, they be shifty
I pay for my shit, it ain't shit free
Take some time (Hee-hee)
I know how I get when I make that mine
Shawty, I'm great and that's fine
[Verse 2: Gunna]
Toolie in that Birkin (Birkin)
You and me, I got you, that's for certain
We split a G6, it feel like surfin' (Surfin')
Talkin' to the biggest, I try to wash out my sins (Wash out my sins)
She was massaging me (Me), catered to a G (G)
I don't got to tell her about her body, she already got a physique (Physique)
Left the Porsche, yeah, we landed in Greece (Greece)
I took her heart off her sleeve (Sleeve)
Know how you keep it a hundred and that's really all that I need (That's all that I need, need)
I'm a big dog and she on my turf
I just hope you know your worth
Baby, hit that backend Birk'

[Chorus: Don Toliver]
Baby, hit that backend Birk'
Then pour a four of purple
You got his and hers
Toolie in that Birkin
Close the window curtains (Curtains)
Right up in your skirt (Skirt)
Take off, hit the curve (Curve)
Toolie in that Birkin
(Baby hit that-)

[Post-Chorus: Don Toliver]
When I pop out it's a blicky
Roll up, we roll up a sticky
All the bitties, they be shifty
I pay for my shit, it ain't shit free
Take some time (Hee-hee)
I know how I get when I make that mine
Shawty, I'm great and that's fine
[Outro: Don Toliver]
Hit that backend Birk'
You got his and hers