Audii Yen and 5 Star Marriot - Birdz

Swerve in the foriegn, i be tweakin i be tore up
Got the thottiez steady breakin they necks (Yahh) breakin they neckz
Gang in this bitch with me with me, gang with me
Errybody walkin wit a limp (No stress, nah)
Bitch i know you mad we gettin money
Fuck nigga mad i know you see me gettin money
Wit them birdies, birdies, coming smooth up out the trench
I keep them birdies them birdies, comin smooth up out the trench

Fucked up sleep walkin off that zanny water, blue stixx
Blue pilllz, but i aint Crippin homie, but shout my crippin homies wit the same vision
Homie, tryna stack this paper get this bacon out the skillet homie
Oh yeaah, so much bacon in the skillet
My mouth get wet wet when my wrist get water whippin
Fuckin wit my Rusters, they gon cock back wit them blickys
Fuckin wit my Rusters they come cockin back them blickys
Yeah i fucked his bitch , come fuck my bitch
Give a fuck they belong to the streetz. Yeaahh. I aint trippin
I die about this bread, but i aint dyin bout no mother fuckin skeet nahh never that

Swerve in the foriegn, i be tweakin i be tore up
Got the thottiez steady breakin they necks (Yahh) breakin they neckz
Gang in this bitch with me with me, gang with me
Errybody walkin wit a limp (No stress, nah)
Bitch i know you mad we gettin money, fuck nigga mad
I know you see me gettin money, wit them birdies, birdies
Coming smooth up out the trench i keep them birdies them birdies
Comin smooth up out the trench

Written by:
John Pay

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