BIRD CHEST
Cochise
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Treat a nigga like Raising Canes You already, nigga already know how I get down Y'all lame ass niggas already know how I get down Yeah, it is what it is, I hop in the crib I brought me a bib She talkin' too crazy, look at my crib Send me a baddie, I call up my dips Yeah, niggas is pissed, hol' it My nigga on a piss, hol' it My wrist got a cyst, hol' it I'm sippin' on Cris', hol' it, yeah This ho got the wrong one, think I care 'bout a kiss These niggas are weirdos, think I care 'bout a diss I call up my brother, huh, I call up two shortys, huh Give a f*ck 'bout the rubber, huh I fill it with pain, huh, I give it some color, huh-huh I'm prayin' to God, huh, I pass it like roller, huh Yeah, yeah (push it) Yeah, yeah (push it) Yeah, yeah (push it) Yeah, yeah Bitch, I'ma spray on some to earth I put his face on the dirt Yung Lean, I make it hurt, yeah White tee, all on my shirt, yeah Rub by the time you think they blamin' Who the hell put the lean on my Fanta I call up Yachty when I'm in Atlanta He talkin' crazy, get hit with the hammer I'm with the colors, I got me some grammar Shawty, she sloppy, I bought her a planner Lame-ass niggas Yeah, huh Yeah, nigga think it's competition, this is not a standoff This shit ain't got paper, okay, let's go have a band-off Rick Owens, all white, I feel like I'm Gandalf Nigga think he ratted in my lane, then he get ranned off Heard you got some opps, nigga, you a nerd Why you drivin' to the hood, 'cause you livin' in the 'burbs? Told that nigga, "Be yourself", know that you could really burb Why he dissin' on the brick, talkin' 'bout who tryna get served Go to Waikiki, nigga, that's Hawaii if you knew Call 'em, "Habibi", he like, "Nigga, who we finna shoot?" I just caught the whip, so I had to sell my nigga Bruce Once I'm done with these retainers, I put thirty on my tooth (for real) Stay out the track (uh-huh), niggas they know I'm back (uh-huh) Bro got a scope, the MAC (uh-huh) Don't wanna fight a square (uh-huh) I told her, "Ho, distract" (uh-huh), shawty she like the gap (uh-huh) I told her, "Hold the front" (uh-huh), I told her, "Show your crack" (uh-huh), yeah Niggas sayin', bro, what happened? (What happened? Huh) Nigga talkin' crazy, so we slapped him (so we slapped him) This ain't chicky, this some cheese, we gon' wrap him (we're gonna wrap that nigga) Heard that nigga wanna fist, so we testin' (we're gonna test that nigga) Call me Luffy 'cause I'm feelin' like a captain (ah) Just like water, baby, all my niggas tapped in (ah) Catch me in the backseat, makin' sure they strapped in Niggas tryna test me, told that Yeah, turn it off, I don't wanna rap anymore
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Written by: Bryan Simmons, Corey Guest Jr., Hunter Brown, Jalan Lowe, Sid Malabre Tapaquon, Terrell Cox
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