Bird Box

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Many Snakes inna grass how you ain't know that shit
Grass grown, what it take for you to mow that shit

How many seeds in my weed, shit I should grow dat shit
Cut off my plug, now I own my shit

I shoulda froze my wrist
And throw it up like I exposed my pics

I was down on my lip
And now I show my dick

I was fiendin for this rappin guess this song my script
Ain't think to dumb it down for niggas, since I done been lit

So don't forget
Who was on his shit
But you ain't think I hit
You said I missed
I was blindfolded
Listening to you n shit 

Who is this, decline dat call
You tryna make me lose my shit
I was bruisin, you was cruisin
I won't play no fool again
Throwin shots, writin names on it prolly hit a few

And f*ck yo crew
This new shit I got
You tap it spit out 2

What I do, I been tryna chill
They dogged me on a nuse
Bit dat muzzle

I was bound to speak my truth
Well what about you

Slithering, slimey, grimey
Don't chime in just chime me
Don't snap me, cashapp me 

Zelle f*ck a hashtaggin 
Drinkin voice be mad raspy
Niggas captions mad cappy 

Nah don't try to dad cap me

If they was my Sons I'd tell em do some shit they'll never do
You a man but splittin profits 
For the man dat made you run 

Start to thing these niggas dumb
Matter fact these niggas chumps
Talk of Love, ain't givin none

My Homie died I seen his blood

Shit I gotta level up
Eat dirt what the devil does
Eat perks watch her feathers ruff
Told me she just like it rough
I'm a dog, know bout dat ruff

Ain't no bark, I'm risin up
They want beef hoe line em up
They want beef Shid I'm ridin up 
Me and Gotti high as f*ck
Eyes red like dat Bible touch
We just tryna ride for us
We know you gang, you slide wit us

Neva asked you slide for us
Aim for the top, like hiker does
She ride a knife like she a biker huh

Too outta sight for them
Just poured heart cold
Like lean mixed right, when it's on ice n stuff

Tryna be patient
But my soul gon test my might for us

I seen them watchin on my stories 
Now they slidin up

Be same ones tryna hide from us
It's all cool, because that knowledge I'm supplyin em

Different skit, meanin got em hit
Till he see lights n stuff
Enlightened much, 

Tho I poured that shit up in my sprite and cup

Don't let it define you b cuz I'm out here doin righteous stuff...

Slithering, slimey, grimey
Don't chime in just chime me
Don't snap me, cashapp me 
Zelle f*ck a hashtaggin 
Drinkin voice be mad raspy
Niggas captions mad cappy 

Nah don't try to dad cap me
If they was my Sons 
I'd tell em do some shit they'll never do
You a man but splittin profits
For the man that made you run 

Start to thing these niggas dumb
Matter fact these niggas chumps
Talk of Love, ain't givin none
My Homie died I seen his blood

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Written by: Davine Sewell

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