bird allegiance
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Lyrics
What do you desire? Bitch Yeah, ridin' around with a big 'K Put it straight to your face No time to play, get on the ground You better not play, or you gon' lay Standin' tall with all my brothers, it's the bird allegiance I'm on OxyContin, hardly breathing They done turned me up, done woke up the demon Nasty lil' bitch froze up my semen, she ate it like some Reese's KayB just got him a Bimmer, we just up in that bitch beaming Yeah, speedin', yeah, leanin' Withdrawals, I'm fiendin' Icy diamonds all on my body, I might catch fucking pneumonia 'Cause I'm cold from my stones, these drugs be my persona My hitter got on his mask, he catch hats, no Corona I'm sippin' on drank from a glass pint, I ain't sippin' no Coronas Most of my niggas face blunts right after blunts, they some stoners I don't really like nobody, I be by myself, I'm loner Yeah, my nigga posted right up on that corner From the sundown 'til the morning His shit got me snoring, that shit is so boring, I'm yawning Doody don't give no warnings, he face all his opponents Drift off, Balenciaga, I left with my dollars, came from shottas These pussies don't want problem, that four-o stop 'em, Drac' knock 'em I like them J's, I'ma cop 'em But Daroo, he just got 'em Know I love my partner, my slimiest shotta, he a dawg with no collar I'm sippin', yeah, I'm chillin' Don't you get caught slippin' This Za' got me in my feelings I'm rollin' off X, and I'm rollin' off beans Top bird, bitch, I'll die for my team Caught myself in a drought sipping green I got beaucoup racks in my jeans I'm a loose screw off of that lean I go cuckoo for the fettuccine In the big Benz coupe, no Lamborghini Fucked up in the hotel, eatin' Lean Cuisine Remember kicking hoes out the bnb Yeah, my nigga posted right up on that corner From the sundown 'til the morning His shit got me snoring, that shit is so boring, I'm yawning Doody don't give no warnings, he face all his opponents Drift off, Balenciaga, I left with my dollars, came from shottas These pussies don't want problem, that four-o stop 'em, Drac' knock 'em (Bitch) I like them J's, I'ma cop 'em But Daroo, he just got 'em Know I love my partner, my slimiest shotta, he a dawg with no collar
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Song Details
- Duration
- 02:18
- Key
- 2
- Tempo
- 139 BPM