Bird Call

Quack quack

I'm chilling for an hour smoking ******* watching Worldstar

Benz in the garage probably got to drive your girl car

You ain't a rapper my homies never heard y'all

I just spit a punchline so now I need a bird call

Hit your sister in the face with a Nerf Ball

I'm dealing with some **** that really don't concern y'all

Punch a fan if you get a ****ing word wrong

I'm wavy get me some **** that you can surf on

Finding me a bitch I can swerve on

Frank Thomas homie about to put the hurt on

Your bitch at night lie in bed she turned on

Throw some ******* tell her burn one

Burn one burn one burn one burn one

Burn one burn one burn one burn one

Yea I used to give a **** about success

Now I just want to see Mila Kunis undress

Posted down for ******* it will be a cum fast

Sorry that's some **** I had to confess

Crazy ass bitch doing 911 threats

Came in the game smoking Newport Hundreds

Now I'm at the top and the crown fit

Gold on my outfit

Surrounded by this ****ing I'ma drown in

Got that wet pack bitch come and give me that

You know we wanna know where them bitches at

Got 'em gassed they be asking what I'm cooking with

Have your little brother asking moms where the bitches is

Corruption stuntin' at the function

Your girl ******* smell like Sour Cream & Onion

Pay attention you'll learn something

Roll that shit up burn one

Burn one burn one burn one burn one

Burn one burn one burn one burn one