Bird Boy

[Intro: Brisco] Uh! Young Money! Cash Money! Poe Boy! Yes sir Birdman, what up? Uh! Yeah! You don't know who I is! Hahaha, Brisco! [Chorus: Brisco] Fly there, little bird boy You have so much to see now The haters waiting Just fresh dope wings, don't fall down Maintain, just fresh dope wings, don't fall down Maintain, just fresh dope wings, don't fall down [Verse 1: Brisco] Fresh off the portion morning eggs My only concern is trying to sail by the feds These other ni**as scared we grinding, instead of stacking I could send a chop stick, in the 45 magnum Just say a ni**a high chill, 10 toes down My section 8 ass got a fetish for them 100s And there's something about a swagger, of a ni**a getting money You could tell I'm really from it, all ways and cuts The back woods are dungeoning, the valley in the mountains As I proceed to take flight from the runaway In the back of my head, I couldn't help but, but there with blood scent [Chorus: Brisco] Fly there, little bird boy You have so much to see now The haters waiting Just fresh dope wings, don't fall down Maintain, just fresh dope wings, don't fall down Maintain, just fresh dope wings, don't fall down [Verse 2: Mack Maine] So much to see, so much to do So to you haters you think I give a fuck bout you Boy I'm in good shape, I'm on the paper chase I fed my bitch 100s, so I had a paper taste I went from being a slave man, to be a brave man I earned mines, motherfucker I'm a made man They says the sky's a limit, but I think it's a gimmick The moon got footprints, so I'm far from finish Every minute feel like the bottom of a night ending God forgive me for sinning, but I need every penny I'm colorblind so I'm fucking with Sara's and Jenny's And haters if you get near me, automatic destiny [Chorus: Brisco] Fly there, little bird boy You have so much to see now The haters waiting Just fresh dope wings, don't fall down Maintain, just fresh dope wings, don't fall down Maintain, just fresh dope wings, don't fall down [Verse 3: Birdman] Head busting blood money, ni**a building more 3rd wall 5 star, rafting doe Flip and dove, shining in them dark nights Them early doves, where we serve a ni**a every night Category hit a highboard, bitches cash money Young Money holla tips, ni**,a strapped in money High earn night like popping pills, pearly white people strapped in this kitty field Suicider, ni**a everybody riders Outsider, flamed up big timer Ocean view, sleep deep water High red ball, hotter than some hot water [Chorus: Brisco] Fly there, little bird boy You have so much to see now The haters waiting Just fresh dope wings, don't fall down Maintain, just fresh dope wings, don't fall down Maintain, just fresh dope wings, don't fall down [Outro: Birdman and Brisco] Yeah! It's walu Boy gg bread, yeah Ha! You don't know who I is!