Birds Eye

Lyrics

[Intro] Oh I'm sorry man, that was the keys to the Bentley Na I'm fucking about But you know, right now I'm on my third bottle of Cristal and we're about to go into that smooth talk, you know That talk for the mountains, where the reindeers is really in your view, like it's Christmas [Hook] I see you sitting up your tree Who you shitting on? Not me Watching you fly, now you overseas Girl you fly but got no money G, she a bird I pree she a bird Make you catch a bird Pree the way she tweet and she chirps Tryna get paid, she a bird Never find a big enough cage for a bird [Verse 1] Ever since I met her in West Headache and stress Starting alright, now everyting left Pouring out my heart but she never impressed The devil wears Prada and a leopard-print dress Gifts and couture, Cristian Dior Red soles underneath her kicks that I bought Had enough to say don't buy her shit anymore Like she never seen the ten gifts from before Can you imagine? Can't tell the mandem [?] and I mark up my balance Open up the car, you can starve with the manners Should've never given pasta to the badders Can't get it back, Lasagna and that Come to find she living with her Marge in the flats Expensive taste but she can't pay the tax Carboot seller made it all off the backs [Hook] I see you sitting up your tree Who you shitting on? Not me Watching you fly, now you overseas Girl you fly but got no money G, she a bird I pree she a bird Make you catch a bird Pree the way she tweet and she chirps Tryna get paid, she a bird Never find a big enough cage for a bird [Verse 2] Now she wanna see me ya na? Knuck was on the scene, it ain't easy ya na? She lethal B, I'm finna leave it ya na? Tell her 'Hey girl, we can't be together' Had to run a red, we had trees in the car Pull up at the green and we took a quick left But guess who I seen when we end up in West Had a new weave and a leopard-print dress And she had some next yute wid her From the way it look it weren't her nephew wid her Dame's all the same in the end, few differ They think you run a game when they get too inner I'm through through with her I ain't gonna chat more Backtrack to her Snapchat, doing dashboard And you think we're being trashed more? See she growing wings and I'm spinning out the back door [Hook] I see you sitting up your tree Who you shitting on? Not me Watching you fly, now you overseas Girl you fly but got no money G, she a bird I pree she a bird Make you catch a bird Pree the way she tweet and she chirps Tryna get paid, she a bird Never find a big enough cage for a bird