Birdy

[Intro]

Statik Selektah

[Verse 1]

Look

I'll bust a nigga's shit wide open

Blick the 5th

The pussy nigga laying stiff

With his eyes open (He gone)

Griselda, bitch, you know what's up

K bullets flip your Rover truck (Brr)

Barefaced, so niggas know it's us (You know, man)

Only the dough we lust (Uh)

The baking soda make the yola fluff

I got this rap shit in a cobra clutch (Hah!)

I'm shooting like a young Kobe in the clutch (Woo)

I'll put a hole in you niggas

The doctors can't close it up (Doot doot)

The rollie bust down

My homie touch down with like 40 plus

That's 40 bags of sour, shit, we sowed it up (We eatin', nigga)

My shooter sniff 'til his nose is stuffed (Huh)

The HK is folded up, have him unload it for opposing us! (What's good, nigga?)

Nigga, blink wrong they food

Them fuck niggas been dick riding so long they think that shit's cool (Uhuh!)

I'm 'bout to flood my neck with big trinkets and jewels (Woo)

Niggas don't want beef, they wanna keep that shit smooth

I promise

I ain't gonna stop with this chopper until a corpse drop (Uhuh)

Fire out the nozzle 'til it ain't no more shots (Cap)

Pay for four

Plug throw me extra four blocks

Sold keys since the OG Jordan 4s dropped (Hahaha!)

Fiends lined around the block to cop more drop (Uhuh)

Griselda Records, bitch, we winning by a long shot

(We winnin', nigga)

I don't rap beef with these rap niggas

I slap niggas' teeth out they mouth and I clap niggas

Machine, nigga

[Chorus]

Razor in my jaw like Birdy

Razor in my jaw like Birdy

[Verse 2]

I hate niggas

I erase niggas

Fake nigga

Snake nigga

.38 to your face, nigga

Free the yay flippas in the feds and upstate, nigga

Razor give you football stitches

Deflate-Gate Nigga (Woo)

It ain't safe for you

MAC sitting on my lap

I have my driver circling the Wraith for you

They bringing out the yellow tape for you

They hate on you when your kicks cost a rack

And you got Bape on you (I know)

Shooters in your bushes, they gonna wait on you (Uh)

The shit they gonna push in, I got cake on you (Cap)

I ain't normal

They gonna know it's me that came for you

When they scraping pieces of your brain off you (Hah!)

I ain't gonna even take your chain off you, keep that (You can have that)

I keep the MAC, niggas will try to get a name off you (For real)

Look, you can't touch me, niggas will ride for it

Got hit three times and three niggas died for it [Facts]

[Chorus]

Razor in my jaw like Birdy

Razor in my jaw like Birdy

[Outro]

Yo

Like I said, nigga

This the motherfuckin' Machine, nigga

I don't play them type of games, nigga, you know what I mean?

I get at niggas, I don't at niggas

I ain't no internet nigga

Watch your mouth when you tak to me, nigga

Niggas be looking at me crazy

Yo Stat

Niggas be looking at me crazy like

Yaknahmean

Pussy nigga, you woulda died if you been put in my place

I ate those... hmm, I'm still here, nigga, hmm

Fuckin' more bitches than ever, nigga

Gettin' more money than ever, nigga

It's like I ain't lost a step, my nigga [Hmm]

Word up

Griselda, bitch

Machine, nigga

We good, Stat, fuck these niggas