Rest Easy Blue Birdy (The Kiss)

New gen millennial spin
They salty when they pepper the cap
A little white with tones so black
Psychology novels on days like this spark the Back
Get ready to go send some shots to the backs
Later for a midnight snack
I wonder of all the m's I might take under my wing
Dollars the little buddies we get the rings
Put on the whole team
At least the niggas without the eyes that's seen Medusa
And all the niggas so slumped they all the med users
Soundtrack for the spastic poetic
I seen the thickest Somalia snack I mean pathetic
A Jackson Hart lover since the start
In my element
on this earth I want victory like wins
Saliva made of fire
That's enough reasons to prove I'm levels higher
This that exotic them niggas talk about
But they not from the south
Man get back watch ya mouth
Little honey on me like a flea
That's how a sweet heart become road kill in the street
Like Cal Chuchesta
Wanna be the best up
Wanna get down with the niggas can I just dress up
Fly as get down
Checks signed by you
Like I signed the checks to me
Then I pass to he
Then he go and get the Hennessy
That's how real it be
When it come to running 7 streets
This feel like all damn it could've been we
The Nordic winters aint this cold when the mountains whisper
Harpoon and my heart doomed
Beauty broke me
Beast he can't be so MC's the only room to see
L.A suites
On the carpets
As blue as dark concerns of old Germany
The third degree
It's in the eye
Guillotine on sons of 13th street
Hot tamale disconnect I said it aint from we
A wall can be climbed
Unless you be lying
Like the lil hoe niggas that I see in Peachtree Mall
If I see ya glitter imma spoil ya fruit
Just pull it from the roots
My nigga kick ya through the tooth
He can't seem his home got a fuckin noose
Hanging from his neck like a lil ole slave
Get back
Pimp Slap
While I'm bumping Sauce Walka
A Whole lot of sauce on me that's a hot stopper
When it comes to this 706 topper
You don't know nothing
And you don't know me
And you don't phone him
And you don't know E
Bitch you don't know dreams
Because you born off key
You don't get no play off in these streets
Man we on the road like everyday
1000 watts pure energy
Push it to them niggas
That's my real job
If you niggas want credentials you gone check the IG
That's how yal live always watching TV
This my life nigga this aint Syfy
Channel my nigga and I pump you with those
And ill come out with hoes
Shaking dice rock and roll
Pure beastly greasily
Come up with the tea
Smack him down with his pee pee
You don't want none singer you can't even see me
Blind eyes blind eyes
Put one in the sky nine lives
Im the one but what's a track from the cat
Because I died last time you know the pussy be distractions
Yal don't know none man we all broken fractions
All the niggas that said I wasn't classic
This a play it two times
This a play it once again
This a play it for my mama
This a play it for your friends

Hot mitch over there wit the stare
Turn me up
Niggas in the back with the fear
Know wassup
This a clutch
This a clutch
This a must
This a must

706 Hannahatchee on the street I pullup
Everyday them niggas like what up you wanna get that cut up
Baby girls lets not know nothing
Except we need no rubber
Its all just for discussion
I mean its really something.