Birds (feat. bigFreaky)

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This shit for the birds
F*ck what ya heard
When I walk in the room they get nervous
I be killing these niggas on purpose
You know that my vision be blurry
She be riding on me she be sturdy
Me and Big Freaky ain't showing no mercy
You know I'm a King I'm a do the bit dirty
I'm off the drank and I feel a lil' flirty
Go to the Port and find me a Taylor
Not taking no orders but coming in major
You know I ain't giving no motherfucking favors(hell naw)
You know that we havin' the flavors
We gone do what it take for the paper
I'm high as a bird see ya later
I'm fly as a bird I don't give a f*ck what you heard
A nigga be going through so much yea that shit f*ck up my nerves
I like to drive on the highway my way yes I know I swerve
I like to live my life on the limit my nigga no reserve
Yes I know these hoes is nasty so I gotta curve
I know I'm a kingpin so you can't f*ck with me for perks
You know I'm a kingpin you know I got to put in work
F*ck with me Big Freaky and you end up on a shirt
And I'm passing it out like a nigga Brock Purdy
She wanna kick it I told ha get sturdy
She tried to kiss me the shit for the birds
I went and got high now I'm geeked like a nerd
Jack told me stay yo ass out the streets
It's only two things that's jail or deceased
Four leaf clover good luck on me
I ain't worried bout nun nigga f*ck police
Uh
Hit the spot now we trappin' like belly
I feel like mike do a spin with the jelly
Might dunk on ya bitch do my dance hit a celly
Then I told ha don't call on my telly
If the block getting hot we gone trap out the telly
Double cross me I'm tripping like melly
But I throw the triple you gone in a second
Locked in with kings you lil niggas just peasants
Clip full of gifts who the f*ck want a present
Might start me a frat cause the way we be steppin'
Nobody can save you just call up to heaven
Might need you a reverend when a nigga was seven
I still wasn't telling I was tryna get rich
I had did me some stealing now I do the dealings
Might f*ck on a bitch but I don't want no dealing
I beat on the cat till a nigga done healing
They think I'ma villain
Cause I kilt the cat it might need penicillin
And I'm stacking up racks Put the shit in the ceiling
My pockets too thick got blue cheese for the filling
She told me she love me but I do not feel it
I pick up and kill it and kill it and kill it
Cause I keep my cannon made DJ D Wreck
When the boys get to spinning
These niggas ain't talking' bout nothin' man
Don't f*ck with my nigga
Big Freaky
This shit for the birds
F*ck what ya heard
When I walk in the room they get nervous
I be killing these niggas on purpose
You know that my vision be blurry
She be riding on me she be sturdy
Me and Big Freaky ain't showing no mercy
You know I'm a King I'm a do the bit dirty
I'm off the drank and I feel a lil' flirty
Go to the Port and find me a Taylor
Not taking no orders but coming in major
You know I ain't giving no motherfucking favors(hell naw)
You know that we havin' the flavors
We gone do what it take for the paper
I'm high as a bird see ya later

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