Bird Call
I talk to the birds about ya
Contemplating out in nature
Sipping herbs like vodka
Eyes red than a bitch
I don't need a doctor
Finna fly to the moon
I think I'm Frank Sinatra
I talk to the birds about ya
Contemplating out in nature
Sipping herbs like vodka
Eyes red than a bitch
I don't need a doctor
Finna fly to the moon
I think I'm Frank Sinatra
What it do
I don't talk much
I don't cockle diddle do
Peep a lot of shit
Like the cock, 6 before noon
Lame nigga couldn't even get the pussy to drool
What the hell are you doing
Ya foreplay on two
I wasn't feeling ya moves
I couldn't catch the groove
What the hell is you doing
Suck the other boob
What the hell am I doing
Everybody hate Chris
Greg really the nube
Couldn't get shit right
But I won't speak on the dude
Listen
I call you quits
Sit your stupid ass down
Or see the corner kid
Take some time out
Like you my former bitch
I'll even get you a poodle
So you can caption it twinning
So you can see that I'm winning
Yeah you can see that I'm on
I tried to tell the helfa to get with it or gon
Look at me, I'm gone
He said John Cena the thong
Well if you really want the cooty
Gotta prove it with tongue
Jokes
I called it jokes
Take a hit of this loud
No noise
I'm meditating
The crow croaks
Take a sip of this tea
Pinky up for them old folk
I talk to the birds about ya
Contemplating out in nature
Sipping herbs like vodka
Eyes red than a bitch
I don't need a doctor
Finna fly to the moon
I think I'm Frank Sinatra
I talk to the birds about ya
Contemplating out in nature
Sipping herbs like vodka
Eyes red than a bitch
I don't need a doctor
Finna fly to the moon
I think I'm Frank Sinatra
Let me take a rain check
Rainforest
Call my girls to the jungle
So we can brainstorm
All minds Accord
I ain't talking bout a Ford
All minds Accord
Nah fuck it, where the Porsche?
Ooh
I must be Larry King
News flash
You smoking crack
We talking Larry with D
Fuck that bitch and his he
D took an L
And L took a seat
Cause when D opened her mouth
Testosterone released
She threw it up cause the D was fucking filthy
EW
And I ain't talking bout king
I ain't talking bout Martin
But nigga I had a dream
No exclamation to Gina
Nobody damning me
Change stage name to Jada
Last name, Will Succeed
Garden, planting me seeds
Soaking up Sunny D
Affirmate on the daily
While I'm inhaling this tree
I ain't scared of shit
I sing with the birds and I sting like a bee
Birds and the bees
Honeysuckle's the tree
Fresh lemon I squeeze
He know this oh so good
I am Dasani
Alkaline the machine
Sun shining outside
Dandelion the tea
So it fuck the bull baby
Keep it real like a G
Cause
You tweaking
Heart beating
Hit the blunt too hard
Repeat it
I sneeze on the beat
Flu season
Feet up feel the breeze
I'm tired because freaked it
I freaked it
I talk to the birds about ya
Contemplating out in nature
Sipping herbs like vodka
Eyes red than a bitch
I don't need a doctor
Finna fly to the moon
I think I'm Frank Sinatra
I talk to the birds about ya
Contemplating out in nature
Sipping herbs like vodka
Eyes red than a bitch
I don't need a doctor
Finna fly to the moon
I think I'm Frank Sinatra
Contemplating out in nature
Sipping herbs like vodka
Eyes red than a bitch
I don't need a doctor
Finna fly to the moon
I think I'm Frank Sinatra
I talk to the birds about ya
Contemplating out in nature
Sipping herbs like vodka
Eyes red than a bitch
I don't need a doctor
Finna fly to the moon
I think I'm Frank Sinatra
What it do
I don't talk much
I don't cockle diddle do
Peep a lot of shit
Like the cock, 6 before noon
Lame nigga couldn't even get the pussy to drool
What the hell are you doing
Ya foreplay on two
I wasn't feeling ya moves
I couldn't catch the groove
What the hell is you doing
Suck the other boob
What the hell am I doing
Everybody hate Chris
Greg really the nube
Couldn't get shit right
But I won't speak on the dude
Listen
I call you quits
Sit your stupid ass down
Or see the corner kid
Take some time out
Like you my former bitch
I'll even get you a poodle
So you can caption it twinning
So you can see that I'm winning
Yeah you can see that I'm on
I tried to tell the helfa to get with it or gon
Look at me, I'm gone
He said John Cena the thong
Well if you really want the cooty
Gotta prove it with tongue
Jokes
I called it jokes
Take a hit of this loud
No noise
I'm meditating
The crow croaks
Take a sip of this tea
Pinky up for them old folk
I talk to the birds about ya
Contemplating out in nature
Sipping herbs like vodka
Eyes red than a bitch
I don't need a doctor
Finna fly to the moon
I think I'm Frank Sinatra
I talk to the birds about ya
Contemplating out in nature
Sipping herbs like vodka
Eyes red than a bitch
I don't need a doctor
Finna fly to the moon
I think I'm Frank Sinatra
Let me take a rain check
Rainforest
Call my girls to the jungle
So we can brainstorm
All minds Accord
I ain't talking bout a Ford
All minds Accord
Nah fuck it, where the Porsche?
Ooh
I must be Larry King
News flash
You smoking crack
We talking Larry with D
Fuck that bitch and his he
D took an L
And L took a seat
Cause when D opened her mouth
Testosterone released
She threw it up cause the D was fucking filthy
EW
And I ain't talking bout king
I ain't talking bout Martin
But nigga I had a dream
No exclamation to Gina
Nobody damning me
Change stage name to Jada
Last name, Will Succeed
Garden, planting me seeds
Soaking up Sunny D
Affirmate on the daily
While I'm inhaling this tree
I ain't scared of shit
I sing with the birds and I sting like a bee
Birds and the bees
Honeysuckle's the tree
Fresh lemon I squeeze
He know this oh so good
I am Dasani
Alkaline the machine
Sun shining outside
Dandelion the tea
So it fuck the bull baby
Keep it real like a G
Cause
You tweaking
Heart beating
Hit the blunt too hard
Repeat it
I sneeze on the beat
Flu season
Feet up feel the breeze
I'm tired because freaked it
I freaked it
I talk to the birds about ya
Contemplating out in nature
Sipping herbs like vodka
Eyes red than a bitch
I don't need a doctor
Finna fly to the moon
I think I'm Frank Sinatra
I talk to the birds about ya
Contemplating out in nature
Sipping herbs like vodka
Eyes red than a bitch
I don't need a doctor
Finna fly to the moon
I think I'm Frank Sinatra
Credits
Writer(s): Chaniynah Prince
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