| Wheezy outta here
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| Freshpaper 8 hunnid
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| Owee, ha, yeah
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| 1400 (You know, 1400 shit)
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| Leave that bullshit to the birds (Big drip, big chains on)
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| Drippin', drippin', ha! |
| (Splash)
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| All that bullshit for the birds, ayy
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| You ain’t sayin' nothing but a word, ayy
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| Shitty niggas, you some turds, ayy
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| Hating on the boy 'cause I’m in first place
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| Running, I’m in first place
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| Yeah, I’m in first place
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| Yeah, I’m in first place, said I’m in first place
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| Uh, all that bullshit for the birds, yeah
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| You ain’t sayin' nothing but a word, yeah
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| Shitty niggas, you some turds, ayy
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| All you niggas hatin', I’m in first place, place
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| I’m in first place, you ain’t nothin' but a bird (Ha!)
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| Dare a nigga test me
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| On a island right now on a jetski
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| Babygirl, bless me
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| Just like God, baby, bless me
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| Nigga cannot stress me
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| 'Cause I’m gettin' money with the fucking gang
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| Diamonds all up on me, VVS the gang
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| Yeah, VVS the chain
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| When it rains, I’m still happy
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| Bad foreign little bitch, she call me papi
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| Got some American hoes, they call me daddy-y
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| And if you sleep, wake up, you bitch as fuck
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| Bad lil' bitch, big butt, we rich as fuck
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| And if you gettin' buck, them clips is up
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| And we get to airing it out, and we get to airing it out
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| All that bullshit is for the birds, let the birds talk
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| Let the birds talk, pussy nigga, let the birds walk (Haha, ha!)
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| You just mad I got the bands over you (Ayy)
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| Made a million dollars, fuck the fans over you
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| In the back of the cut, sipping cranberry juice (Uh)
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| Yeah, I’m so sauced up, yeah
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| They was wishing that they caught up (Huh)
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| For the reason I was brought up
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| Because I said, I ball, nigga, like Vince Carter
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| Slaughter your daughter, bitch, I go harder like Mr. Carter (Ahaha)
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| On the gang, bitch
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| Nigga fuck you and who the fuck you came with
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| 'Cause all that bullshit you talking for the birds (Ha!)
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| Yeah, VVS the chain
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| When it rains, I’m still happy
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| Bad foreign little bitch, she call me Papi
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| Got some American hoes, they call me daddy-y
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| And if you sleep, wake up, you bitch as fuck
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| Bad lil' bitch, big butt, we rich as fuck
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| And if you gettin' buck, them clips is up
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| And we get to airing it out, and we get to airing it out
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| All that bullshit is for the birds, let the birds talk
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| Let the birds talk, pussy nigga, let the birds walk (Haha, ha!) |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Bird Shit , by - Trippie Redd. Song from the album LIFE'S A TRIP, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп