Birdboy

Ayy, huh, yeah
(I don't even think y'all niggas ready)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
SGULL
(They not ready, bruh, Tay, they ready?)
Yeah, yeah
(Tay said "No")
What? Yeah
(Huh, huh)

Bullets hit a nigga up, like I'm playing Pac-Man
Choppa got a kick back, leave him on a kick stand
Nigga call me doo-doo, yeah, I'm the shit, man
Nigga talking shit, so I fired on his bitch ass
Glock freeze him up, yeah
Call that freeze tag
Chopper leave him stuck, yeah
That's a glitch, man
If a nigga play, I'ma hit him broad day with the K
Make a nigga go, "Ah", yeah
Do the race, call it Tay-K, yeah
Fucking on another nigga bae, yeah
Make a nigga shake, earthquake, yeah
Nigga, I'm real, you fake, yeah
I be toting them glizzies, we love toting guns
I do it for real, you do it for fun
When an opp see me, you know they gon' run
I hang out the window, shoot shit like LeBron
You know that I hit 'em, I had to get 'em
They thought I was bowling, I had to split 'em
7.62, cut him down the middle
Cooking him up like a fucking McGriddle
Saw me in the game
And you know that I'ma score, bitch
Pull up with the gang, twist your finger, make it bang
To be honest, I'm an animal, I can't be tamed
Bullets falling out the sky, let that bitch rain
2-3 shots, take him out with a bang
Back in the summer, I didn't have a name
Now she suck on my dick while my balls be hanging
Damn, lil Choppa, she say that you slanging
Hit from the back, have her changing language

Huh, huh?
[*ringer*]
What the fuck?
Bitch, stop calling my phone!

I hit her one time then I leave her alone
I know I'm not right, 'cause I'm doing her wrong
Just like a dog, I just wanna bone
We making 'em serve, we serve in a cone
I'm a real nigga, you cannot clone
I'm cold with this shit like my first name was stone
I'm still a menace (Huh?), wait (What the fuck?)
I am a devil, whole other level
I'm clutching my metal, cook him like a vegetable
She eating my dick like that bitch is an edible
I'm clutching my metal, cook him like a vegetable
She eating my dick like that bitch is an edible
I'm clutching my metal, cook him like a vegetable
She eating my dick like that bitch is an edible
Back in 8th grade, I was lame, I was boosting
Now I'm up in high school getting head from my tutor
Used to be a fighter, graduated to a shooter
Shoot him in the head, I'm tryna knock out his noodles
I'm a big dog, little nigga, you a poodle
I sell a bitch a dream like my name Young Ruler
Pop off, like I'm Martin Luther
Bullets bless him, that's a hallelujah

Hrrrrr
Bop, bop, bop, bop, bop
(They shootin')
Slatt, slatt
(Choppa)