BIRDMAN

[Intro: Kevin Abstract]

Goddamn mothafucka ugh

Goddamn mothafucka ugh

[Verse: Matt Champion]

'Scuse me, I'm not aware of the rules

Bump a little pie like the food on the cruise (Ah)

I got news for you dudes

Gunning for the crown like I'm over the goose

What's the problem with your bitch ass? Moody

Attitude need a little dip in a Jacuzzi

Boy, you get the boot up out the window where the roof be

'Less you wanna take all this to Judge Judy

Shouldn't get your little panties in a bunch

I've been swapping flows like a home-packed lunch

Feeling down the face like the sun in the trunk

And I must be dreaming 'cause this shit is too fun

I know I gotta be clutch

'Specially when the time is on the crunch

Etiquette, yeah, I must be blunt

Fuck around and go tell 'em, "Wassup?"

I don't play 'em by the book, I don't cater like a cook

I don't project all my issues like I know a hater should, I'm—

I'm just doin' what I do

Lil' bitch, I know a thing or two

Money-makin' what I do, I keep a stack inside my shoe (And I'm)

Ready to shut it down, ready to kill it now

Where my motherfuckers at? I know you came to tear it down (Down, down, down)

[Outro: Kevin Abstract]

Goddamn mothafucka ugh

Goddamn mothafucka ugh