"Bird Boy" lyrics
(feat. Mack Maine, Birdman)
Uh! Young Money! Cash Money!
Poe Boy! Yes sir
Birdman, what up?
Uh! Yeah!
You don't know who I is!
Hahaha, Brisco!
Fly there, little bird boy
You have so much to see now
The haters waiting
Just fresh dope wings, don't fall down
Maintain, just fresh dope wings, don't fall down
Maintain, just fresh dope wings, don't fall down
Fresh off the portion morning eggs
My only concern is trying to sail by the feds
These other niggas scared we grinding, instead of stacking
I could send a chop stick, in the 45 magnum
Just say a nigga high chill, 10 toes down
My section 8 ass got a fetish for them 100s
And there's something about a swagger, of a nigga getting money
You could tell I'm really from it, all ways and cuts
The back woods are dungeoning, the valley in the mountains
As I proceed to take flight from the runaway
In the back of my head, I couldn't help but, but there with blood scent
Fly there, little bird boy
You have so much to see now
The haters waiting
Just fresh dope wings, don't fall down
Maintain, just fresh dope wings, don't fall down
Maintain, just fresh dope wings, don't fall down
So much to see, so much to do
So to you haters you think I give a fuck bout you
Boy I'm in good shape, I'm on the paper chase
I fed my bitch 100s, so I had a paper taste
I went from being a slave man, to be a brave man
I earned mines, motherfucker I'm a made man
They says the sky's a limit, but I think it's a gimmick
The moon got footprints, so I'm far from finish
Every minute feel like the bottom of a night ending
God forgive me for sinning, but I need every penny
I'm colorblind so I'm fucking with Sara's and Jenny's
And haters if you get near me, automatic destiny
Fly there, little bird boy
You have so much to see now
The haters waiting
Just fresh dope wings, don't fall down
Maintain, just fresh dope wings, don't fall down
Maintain, just fresh dope wings, don't fall down
Head busting blood money, nigga building more
3rd wall 5 star, rafting doe
Flip and dove, shining in them dark nights
Them early doves, where we serve a nigga every night
Category hit a highboard, bitches cash money
Young Money holla tips, nigga strapped in money
High earn night like popping pills
Pearly white people strapped in this kitty field
Suicider, nigga everybody riders
Outsider, flamed up big timer
Ocean view, sleep deep water
High red ball, hotter than some hot water
Fly there, little bird boy
You have so much to see now
The haters waiting
Just fresh dope wings, don't fall down
Maintain, just fresh dope wings, don't fall down
Maintain, just fresh dope wings, don't fall down
Yeah! It's walu
Boy gg bread, yeah
Ha! You don't know who I is!
Poe Boy! Yes sir
Birdman, what up?
Uh! Yeah!
You don't know who I is!
Hahaha, Brisco!
Fly there, little bird boy
You have so much to see now
The haters waiting
Just fresh dope wings, don't fall down
Maintain, just fresh dope wings, don't fall down
Maintain, just fresh dope wings, don't fall down
Fresh off the portion morning eggs
My only concern is trying to sail by the feds
These other niggas scared we grinding, instead of stacking
I could send a chop stick, in the 45 magnum
Just say a nigga high chill, 10 toes down
My section 8 ass got a fetish for them 100s
And there's something about a swagger, of a nigga getting money
You could tell I'm really from it, all ways and cuts
The back woods are dungeoning, the valley in the mountains
As I proceed to take flight from the runaway
In the back of my head, I couldn't help but, but there with blood scent
Fly there, little bird boy
You have so much to see now
The haters waiting
Just fresh dope wings, don't fall down
Maintain, just fresh dope wings, don't fall down
Maintain, just fresh dope wings, don't fall down
So much to see, so much to do
So to you haters you think I give a fuck bout you
Boy I'm in good shape, I'm on the paper chase
I fed my bitch 100s, so I had a paper taste
I went from being a slave man, to be a brave man
I earned mines, motherfucker I'm a made man
They says the sky's a limit, but I think it's a gimmick
The moon got footprints, so I'm far from finish
Every minute feel like the bottom of a night ending
God forgive me for sinning, but I need every penny
I'm colorblind so I'm fucking with Sara's and Jenny's
And haters if you get near me, automatic destiny
Fly there, little bird boy
You have so much to see now
The haters waiting
Just fresh dope wings, don't fall down
Maintain, just fresh dope wings, don't fall down
Maintain, just fresh dope wings, don't fall down
Head busting blood money, nigga building more
3rd wall 5 star, rafting doe
Flip and dove, shining in them dark nights
Them early doves, where we serve a nigga every night
Category hit a highboard, bitches cash money
Young Money holla tips, nigga strapped in money
High earn night like popping pills
Pearly white people strapped in this kitty field
Suicider, nigga everybody riders
Outsider, flamed up big timer
Ocean view, sleep deep water
High red ball, hotter than some hot water
Fly there, little bird boy
You have so much to see now
The haters waiting
Just fresh dope wings, don't fall down
Maintain, just fresh dope wings, don't fall down
Maintain, just fresh dope wings, don't fall down
Yeah! It's walu
Boy gg bread, yeah
Ha! You don't know who I is!
