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220LilBirdie
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Yeah, uh, uh, uh, you know what the fuck
Man, bro, that nigga back in the shit, pop me shit, I always can't stop this shit
Yeah, yeah, yeah, same ol' usual, you know what I'm saying?
I been locked in, I been locked in, pussy, yo
Yo, I been locked in, I put in work to be one out of top ten
Nigga drop diss on my game then we pull up
Two card diss, switch him up, he get busted
Time to slide, pull up on bro, tell him hop in
Pull this 300 back, I would drop him
You know what else won't make it for you, we'll not win
Down on the Southside, they twice, but they locked in
Late night riding
He wanted smoke, but got hit up and then try to cop out 'cause we sliding
All about timing
I could have been signed a deal before that, 'cause I'm steadily rising
Streets really grimy
Know how the crew on the block 'cause the Birdie come through, no declining
Bitch steady whining
I got no love for a bitch 'cause they hate and talk shit when you shining
Hell up at home and it's hard tryna pick one
Glizzy is thick, when I slide, I'm like, "Which one?"
We'll burn that boy on that job, but he get down
Niggas throw diss on my game but ain't did nothing
I have emotion like crack back and ragazzy
Can't fuck a basic bitch, never wear basic shit
Walk with some foolish shit, can't have a basic stick
Niggas stay high but be broke on some basic shit
The bitch come with me, she get turned to a Birdie ho
Tryna VV, my grip spread a 30 though
I pop Perky just 10 out of 30, though
Niggas like, "Where is my bitch?", I been Birdie, no
Country boy, 120 bass, I'm like hurry, though
Pull on this block, 30 shots, I'm like Curry, ho
Bitch, I'm like Shaq from back then he was 34
Talk to me in time to spit back, let out 30 more (grrah)
Yo, I been locked in, I put in work to be one out of top ten
Nigga drop diss on my game then we pull up
Two card diss, switch him up, he get busted
Time to slide, pull up on bro, tell him hop in
Pull this 300 back, I would drop him
You know what else won't make it for you, we'll not win
Down on the Southside, they twice, but they locked in
Late night riding
He wanted smoke, but got hit up and then try to cop out 'cause we sliding
All about timing
I could have been signed a deal before that, 'cause I'm steadily rising
Streets really grimy
Know how the crew on the block 'cause the Birdie come through, no declining
Bitch steady whining
I got no love for a bitch 'cause they hate and talk shit when you shining
Nigga, huh
I got no love for a bitch 'cause they-
I got no what, huh, we don't want
My life was docked or the stick, we just want
Yeah
Go the fuck on, brother, nigga packing this shit about my shit
Can't stop this shit, all the opps steady down
Fuck, nigga
Fuck