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Bird Allegiance Lyrics


Summrs Bird Allegiance

[Intro]
(What do you desire?)
(Bitch, haha)
Yeah, ridin' around (Brr)
With a big K (Brr, brr), put it straight to your face
No time to play, get on the ground
You bet' not play, or you gon' lay
(Woah, yeah, yeah, yeah-yeah)

[Verse 1]
Standin' tall with all my brothers, it's the bird allegiance (Bird allegiance)
I'm on OxyContin, hardly breathin' (Hardly breathin')
They done turned me up, done woke up the demon
Nasty lil' bitch froze up my semen, she ate it like some Reese's (Yeah)
KayB just got him a Bimmer, we just up in that bitch beamin'
Yeah, speedin', yeah, lеanin' (Woah)
Withdrawals, I'm fiendin'
Icy diamonds all on my body, I might catch f..ckin' pneumonia (Ooh)
'Cause I'm cold from my stonеs
These drugs be my persona (Ooh)
My hitter got on his mask, he catch hats, no Corona (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
I'm sippin' on drank from a glass pint, I ain't sippin' no Coronas (No)
Most of my niggas face blunts right after blunts, they some stoners (Stoners)
I don't really like nobody, I be by myself, I'm loner (Loner)

[Chorus]
Yeah (Loner), my nigga posted right up on that corner (Corner)
From the sundown 'til the mornin' ('Til the mornin')
His shit got me snorin' (Yeah), that shit is so borin' (Borin'), I'm yawnin' (Yawnin')
Doody don't give no warnings (No warnings), he face all his opponents (Opponents)
Drift off, Balenciaga (I left), I left with my dollars (I left), came from shottas (Yeah, yeah)
These pussies don't want problem (No), that four-o stop 'em, Drac' knock 'em (Yeah, yeah)
I like them J's, I'ma cop 'em (Cop), but Daroo, he just got 'em (Got 'em)
Know I love my partner (Slime), my slimiest shotta (Slimy), he a dawg with no collar (Slimy, yeah)

[Verse 2]
I'm sippin' (Drank), yeah, I'm chillin' (Uh-huh, yeah)
Don't you get caught slippin' (Yeah, yeah)
This Za' got me in my feelings (Uh-huh)
I'm rollin' off X and I'm rollin' off beans
Top bird, bitch, I'll die for my team
Caught myself in a drought sippin' green (Green)
I got beaucoup racks in my jeans (Yeah, yeah)
I'm a loose screw off of that lean
I go cuckoo for the fettuccini (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
In the big Benz coupe, no Lamborghini
f..cked up in the hotel, eatin' Lean Cuisine
Remember kickin' hoes out the 'bnb

[Chorus]
Yeah, my nigga posted right up on that corner
From the sundown 'til the mornin'
His shit got me snorin', that shit is so borin' (Borin'), I'm yawnin' (Yawnin')
Doody don't give no warnings (No warnings), he face all his opponents (Opponents)
Drift off, Balenciaga (I left), I left with my dollars (I left), came from shottas (Yeah, yeah)
These pussies don't want problem (No), that four-o stop 'em, Drac' knock 'em (Yeah, yeah)
I like them J's, I'ma cop 'em (Cop), but Daroo, he just got 'em (Got 'em)
Know I love my partner (Slime), my slimiest shotta (Slimy), he a dawg with no collar (Slimy)


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