For the Birds (Ra Ra)

Lyrics

[Intro] Aye, aye You hear about JL? Got all them motherfucking jewels boy Aye, aye, so check it out, check it out, check it out Tell me, uh [Verse 1] What you discussin'? Fucking disgusting When you comfortable, everybody know something When you wanna know, don't nobody know nothing Heard through the grapevine what you don't know won't hurt you Everything fine till the rumors circulate full circle Usually never as it appear, you willing to lend an ear It's something you gon' receive I feel I am made fully aware, bro my heart is over here I'm wearing it on my sleeve Don't believe anything that I hear Half of what I can see and nothing of what I read These niggas motives are very clear They plantin', water, and seed, but try go when I did You could tell I'm a skeptic but let you finish line New and tell you, collected, ready for winner's time Tattle-tale reporter, a breath, titles you been assigned Might as well have said an announcement over the intercom Heard JL, I was so-so, doing such and such Get they ass, crew told you play dummy, wasn't us Then explode or overload if they know too much Get a hold of the newest gossip, they going nuts [Hook] Talk about he say, she say, feedback cliché Ra, ra, ra, ra (ra, ra) Running they mouth, they relay, repeat, replay Aye, ya, ya, ya (ya, ya) Saying that you heard that this and the 3rd There's a motherfucking li-i-i-i-ya (that's a lie) Type of shit I gotta curve, bruh that shit is for the birds, I will never let it fly-y-y-y Talk about he say, she say, feedback cliché Ra, ra, ra, ra (ra, ra) Running they mouth, they relay, repeat, replay Aye, ya, ya, ya (ya, ya) Saying that you heard that this and the 3rd There's a motherfucking li-i-i-i-ya (that's a lie) Type of shit I gotta curve, bruh that shit is for the birds, I will never let it fly-y-y-y [Verse 2] Hoes on a rampage, I'm guessing you over the fan phase Lotta sly fox, you gotta watch 'em Chaturbate on an Instagram page Die for the cockblocks End ticks like a gigantic sign cops Eyes on a cyclops who count pockets and too tall Get 'em slipping dime drops Not on my watch, where I tread Like a bitch hiding a 5 head If I'm going out, it's with a bang why would I let Someone try to hang a fucking thang over mine Bet, it's over my dead body, play not a life spread Really rebel remarkin' I lose I refuse to support 'em, why let 'em fly dude Hit the floor like reporting live on Channel 5 news Goddamn [Hook] Talk about he say, she say, feedback cliché Ra, ra, ra, ra (ra, ra) Running they mouth, they relay, repeat, replay Aye, ya, ya, ya (ya, ya) Saying that you heard that this and the 3rd There's a motherfucking li-i-i-i-ya (that's a lie) Type of shit I gotta curve, bruh that shit is for the birds, I will never let it fly-y-y-y Talk about he say, she say, feedback cliché Ra, ra, ra, ra (ra, ra) Running they mouth, they relay, repeat, replay Aye, ya, ya, ya (ya, ya) Saying that you heard that this and the 3rd There's a motherfucking li-i-i-i-ya (that's a lie) Type of shit I gotta curve, bruh that shit is for the birds, I will never let it fly-y-y-y