Bird Shit

Lyrics
[Intro] Wheezy outta here Freshpaper 8 hunnid Owee, ha, yeah 1400 (You know, 1400 shit) Leave that bullshit to the birds (Big drip, big chains on) Drippin', drippin', ha! (Splash) [Refrain] All that bullshit for the birds, ayy You ain't sayin' nothing but a word, ayy Shitty niggas, you some turds, ayy Hating on the boy 'cause I'm in first place Running, I'm in first place Yeah, I'm in first place Yeah, I'm in first place, said I'm in first place Uh, all that bullshit for the birds, yeah You ain't sayin' nothing but a word, yeah Shitty niggas, you some turds, ayy All you niggas hatin', I'm in first place, place I'm in first place, you ain't nothin' but a bird (Ha!) [Verse 1] Dare a nigga test me On a island right now on a jetski Babygirl, bless me Just like God, baby, bless me Nigga cannot stress me 'Cause I'm gettin' money with the fucking gang Diamonds all up on me, VVS the gang [Chorus] Yeah, VVS the chain When it rains, I'm still happy Bad foreign little bitch, she call me papi Got some American hoes, they call me daddy-y And if you sleep, wake up, you bitch as fuck Bad lil' bitch, big butt, we rich as fuck And if you gettin' buck, them clips is up And we get to airing it out, and we get to airing it out All that bullshit is for the birds, let the birds talk Let the birds talk, pussy nigga, let the birds walk (Haha, ha!) [Verse 2] You just mad I got the bands over you (Ayy) Made a million dollars, fuck the fans over you In the back of the cut, sipping cranberry juice (Uh) Yeah, I'm so sauced up, yeah They was wishing that they caught up (Huh) For the reason I was brought up Because I said, I ball, nigga, like Vince Carter Slaughter your daughter, bitch, I go harder like Mr. Carter (Ahaha) On the gang, bitch Nigga fuck you and who the fuck you came with 'Cause all that bullshit you talking for the birds (Ha!) [Chorus] Yeah, VVS the chain When it rains, I'm still happy Bad foreign little bitch, she call me Papi Got some American hoes, they call me daddy-y And if you sleep, wake up, you bitch as fuck Bad lil' bitch, big butt, we rich as fuck And if you gettin' buck, them clips is up And we get to airing it out, and we get to airing it out All that bullshit is for the birds, let the birds talk Let the birds talk, pussy nigga, let the birds walk (Haha, ha!)
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Credits
- Writers
- Conner Leech
- Austin Leech
- Wheezy
- Trippie Redd