"Little Bird" lyrics
SL & Kenny Beats Lyrics
Yeah, yeah
(Woah, Kenny), look
Little bird (Bird), got her off the curb (Curb)
Like to throw it back (Back), and she kept her word (Word)
Then she upped a gear (Gear), took it into third (Third)
Never interfere (Don't), when I do my work (Don't)
I been through the dirt, now it's dinners and desserts (It is)
She gon' suck the kid (She will), nearly left the Earth (Yeah)
Trappin' was my gift (It was), trappin' was your curse (Yeah)
You said, "Fuck it, bruh, it's lit" (Yeah) 'til you got your ass burnt (Ouch)
They're all lies, me, I'm factual (I am)
Plus I come up from the streets like Masvidal (Yes, I did)
Talk tough, then I'm aimin' at your mandible
You got loud grub then I'ma eat it like a cannibal (I'll take it)
Cold and drop a ounce, somethin' casual (Somethin' normal)
Then I took the whole pack, I'm irrational (I jerked it)
Regular pot but made the kitties think it's magical
Hit the milli' mark, then invest in some capital (Yeah, look, I am)
Nigga, how you broke? Get a line, let the weight go (How?)
I might take your ho, make her mine 'cause I say so (Take her)
Don't mess with my guy, that's my bro, that's my Qualo (Don't)
Pop out on a guy, where's the plug? Where's Pedro? (Yeah)
Done a mad ting, bait one, lay low (Lay low)
We ain't campin' we're out 'ere, main road (Main road, we're out here)
She attractive, smashed it, case closed (Sweet one)
Very fantastic, the way she give the great blows (Great blows)
Little bird (Bird), got her off the curb (Curb)
Like to throw it back (Back), and she kept her word (Word)
Then she upped a gear (Gear), took it into third (Third)
Never interfere (Don't), when I do my work (Don't)
I been through the dirt, now it's dinners and desserts (It is)
She gon' suck the kid (She will), nearly left the Earth (Yeah)
Trappin' was my gift (It was), trappin' was your curse
You said, "Fuck it bruh, it's lit," (Yeah) 'til you got your ass burnt (Ouch)
Done a mad ting, bait one, lay low (Yeah)
We ain't campin' (Yeah), we're out here, main road (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
She attractive, smashed it, case closed (Yeah, yeah)
Very fantastic (Yeah), the way she give the great blows (Yeah, yeah)
(Woah, Kenny), look
Little bird (Bird), got her off the curb (Curb)
Like to throw it back (Back), and she kept her word (Word)
Then she upped a gear (Gear), took it into third (Third)
Never interfere (Don't), when I do my work (Don't)
I been through the dirt, now it's dinners and desserts (It is)
She gon' suck the kid (She will), nearly left the Earth (Yeah)
Trappin' was my gift (It was), trappin' was your curse (Yeah)
You said, "Fuck it, bruh, it's lit" (Yeah) 'til you got your ass burnt (Ouch)
They're all lies, me, I'm factual (I am)
Plus I come up from the streets like Masvidal (Yes, I did)
Talk tough, then I'm aimin' at your mandible
You got loud grub then I'ma eat it like a cannibal (I'll take it)
Cold and drop a ounce, somethin' casual (Somethin' normal)
Then I took the whole pack, I'm irrational (I jerked it)
Regular pot but made the kitties think it's magical
Hit the milli' mark, then invest in some capital (Yeah, look, I am)
Nigga, how you broke? Get a line, let the weight go (How?)
I might take your ho, make her mine 'cause I say so (Take her)
Don't mess with my guy, that's my bro, that's my Qualo (Don't)
Pop out on a guy, where's the plug? Where's Pedro? (Yeah)
Done a mad ting, bait one, lay low (Lay low)
We ain't campin' we're out 'ere, main road (Main road, we're out here)
She attractive, smashed it, case closed (Sweet one)
Very fantastic, the way she give the great blows (Great blows)
Little bird (Bird), got her off the curb (Curb)
Like to throw it back (Back), and she kept her word (Word)
Then she upped a gear (Gear), took it into third (Third)
Never interfere (Don't), when I do my work (Don't)
I been through the dirt, now it's dinners and desserts (It is)
She gon' suck the kid (She will), nearly left the Earth (Yeah)
Trappin' was my gift (It was), trappin' was your curse
You said, "Fuck it bruh, it's lit," (Yeah) 'til you got your ass burnt (Ouch)
Done a mad ting, bait one, lay low (Yeah)
We ain't campin' (Yeah), we're out here, main road (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
She attractive, smashed it, case closed (Yeah, yeah)
Very fantastic (Yeah), the way she give the great blows (Yeah, yeah)
Writer(s): Kenneth Charles Blume Iii, Nils Noehden, Harlee Bashir Laguda Milne
