Avian
Yah
Yo, yo
Look
Concoction of hamentashens (okay), launching a bottle rocket (okay)
Done being nice, I'm here for your life and all the profits (whoa)
I'm not your conscience, you nuts? Almonds and Häagen-Dazs
Auction off your grandfather's watch from the Holocaust (okay)
I'm iconic, naked walking in the garden and bird watching
Alarming all of these cardinals like I need a pope (pope)
Puffing that white smoke (smoke), get faded and play the maestro
I'm ice-cold, bunny slippers, nice robe (probably velvet)
Sneaky bitch stole my Rolly last night, yo (night, yo)
I might know some dyke hoes who can fight though (yeah)
Walking on a tight rope, underneath a microscope
But close up, we all just molecules and isotopes (that's very deep)
My psychic don't know the future?
To live life, you kids might just close your computer (get some exercise)
The streetlights might blind you, though (blind you, though)
Make a collage and look at it through a kaleidoscope
There's a bird in the sky
Look at him fly, why?
Why? Why? Why? Why? Why?
Why? Why? Why? Why? Why? Ugh
Let the money pile, I'll be running wild
Life's a motherfuckin' joke so we fuck around
Feel like I do this in my sleep (do this in my sleep)
Literally, I do this in my sleep
It's an impression of Bueller
Yeah, yeah
A little TV money (okay), dollars for sense of humor (yeah)
Scholar but my attendance like Bueller, so no use for a tutor
Some cold brews in the cooler (have one), comin' through
In the wood grain PT cruiser, stuntin' (stuntin')
I'm pissed off like a blind person looking for a restroom (restroom)
Probably be dead soon inhaling cigarette fumes
Sorry for that blind people comment, that was just rude (yeah)
And I was raised better, say, "God bless you" (God bless you), haha
I'm Kenny Powers, you more of a Debbie Downer
My bitch taking off her trousers every time I get around her
I'm nasty, I never shower, go sleep on a bed of flowers
Not into this conversation, I've been in my head for hours, I'm out
There's a bird in the sky
Look at him fly, why?
Why? Why? Why? Why? Why?
Why? Why? Why? Why? Why? Ugh
Let the money pile, I'll be runnin' wild
Life's a motherfuckin' joke so we fuck around
Feel like I do this in my sleep (do this in my sleep)
Literally, I do this in my sleep
Yo, yo
Look
Concoction of hamentashens (okay), launching a bottle rocket (okay)
Done being nice, I'm here for your life and all the profits (whoa)
I'm not your conscience, you nuts? Almonds and Häagen-Dazs
Auction off your grandfather's watch from the Holocaust (okay)
I'm iconic, naked walking in the garden and bird watching
Alarming all of these cardinals like I need a pope (pope)
Puffing that white smoke (smoke), get faded and play the maestro
I'm ice-cold, bunny slippers, nice robe (probably velvet)
Sneaky bitch stole my Rolly last night, yo (night, yo)
I might know some dyke hoes who can fight though (yeah)
Walking on a tight rope, underneath a microscope
But close up, we all just molecules and isotopes (that's very deep)
My psychic don't know the future?
To live life, you kids might just close your computer (get some exercise)
The streetlights might blind you, though (blind you, though)
Make a collage and look at it through a kaleidoscope
There's a bird in the sky
Look at him fly, why?
Why? Why? Why? Why? Why?
Why? Why? Why? Why? Why? Ugh
Let the money pile, I'll be running wild
Life's a motherfuckin' joke so we fuck around
Feel like I do this in my sleep (do this in my sleep)
Literally, I do this in my sleep
It's an impression of Bueller
Yeah, yeah
A little TV money (okay), dollars for sense of humor (yeah)
Scholar but my attendance like Bueller, so no use for a tutor
Some cold brews in the cooler (have one), comin' through
In the wood grain PT cruiser, stuntin' (stuntin')
I'm pissed off like a blind person looking for a restroom (restroom)
Probably be dead soon inhaling cigarette fumes
Sorry for that blind people comment, that was just rude (yeah)
And I was raised better, say, "God bless you" (God bless you), haha
I'm Kenny Powers, you more of a Debbie Downer
My bitch taking off her trousers every time I get around her
I'm nasty, I never shower, go sleep on a bed of flowers
Not into this conversation, I've been in my head for hours, I'm out
There's a bird in the sky
Look at him fly, why?
Why? Why? Why? Why? Why?
Why? Why? Why? Why? Why? Ugh
Let the money pile, I'll be runnin' wild
Life's a motherfuckin' joke so we fuck around
Feel like I do this in my sleep (do this in my sleep)
Literally, I do this in my sleep
Credits
Writer(s): Malcolm James Mccormick, Zachary Raymond Vaughan, Jeremy Kulousek, Eric Allan Dan
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- Bird Call
- Matches (feat. Ab-Soul)
- I Am Who Am (Killin' Time) [feat. Niki Randa]
- Objects in the Mirror
- Red Dot Music (feat. Action Bronson)
- Gees (feat. ScHoolboy Q)
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