Birdman

Townhouse out the way, man the rent ain't no thang
If you see me with a chick she prolly make her own change

$100 t-shirt, and a cool gold chain
Feet sponsored by Phil knight Or Mike, NBA hall of fame Mike

What yo game like, Shit my game tight
Record unflawed, Anything I say is law

Ion speak unless it's truth, in and out the fucking booth
Only know who I know, Sorry who the fuck is you

Excuse me, You can lose me
Tryna check my pockets, Acting like a groupie
If shawty happen to be cool, I'll eat the coochie

Don't put on a show for crowds, But we can make a movie
We can get a smoothie, I like to get groovy

She told me don't pull her hair, She just got a new piece
I'll cut a chick off, If ha vibe ain't soothing
Feeling like bird man, Car got big screens
Muhfucka's hogging lanes, hit em with a beep beep

Muhfuckas hogging lanes, hit 'em with a Beep beep
Get out the wayyy bitch

Feeling too rich, Even when I ain't have shit
I ain't average, Sorry that's repetitive

I just start back rapping, I'll come up with some better shit
Shawty want my hot dog, I just want the relishes

Properties and vehicles, It's gone make me hella rich
Tryna run a bag up, invest in some forever shit

Ever heard of NfTs, We can talk bout crypto
Play in the sandbox long enough, You can get a condo

Feeling like birdman
I got this I got that
You can get anything you want
Just give me a call back



Credits
Writer(s): Justin Delaney
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