Bird Bath - Cap 1

Birds in the water

I drop them birds in the water (x2)

Hit me with ice and the soda

I drop them birds in the water (x2)

I got 4 pots on the stove

Cooking up everyone’s order

Watch me go Rippa the ripper

Watch me flex up when they check up

Watch me go hooka that cook-up

Look like I’m up cookin' breakfast

I drop them birds in the water (x2)

I got 4 pots on the stove

Cooking up everyone’s order

I drop them birds in the water

Soak them in like I bathe em

Mucho murder with the coka

Nigga, we move like the navy

I drop them birds in the water

I’m bout to whip me some ovas

Cooking her like Benihana

My bitch bout to bring me some soda

I drop them birds in the water

Watch me flex up when I check up

Pull up in them brand new Rovers

I got the shit from the extras

Got my momma straight and bought me a house

Got all my bitches a whip and necklace

Pussy nigga, keep my name out your mouth

Before all my niggas get reckless

And pull out popping, all loaded, infected

223 and popping .40 vendetta

My migo wanna weigh that money on schedule

The yayo white and then the cloud leads to heavens

Freaking like a reverend when I’m on the medic

Canned and bought that bird in the pocket

That’s fresh as hell

LA fitness with the punk hell aesthetics

Then they disappear like it’s magicary

Eat the part I got

I drop them birds in the water

I take them shits out the plastic

I make them shit do pilates

Then make the bitch do gymnastics

Wearing Versace, spending money with mommy

Nigga, my bitch she the baddest

She tell me Uncle Savi papi you got it

Make us feel like we the last

So while we better tell these niggas about it

I run with the hitters

The dealers, the flippers, the niggas that’ll run a white man kicking

Sipping on that money water got these bitches popping Xan

And takin' shots with the liquor

In the kitchen water with me taking back the fish

And fuckin' up the possy and dishery

Hit the stove and put em birds in the water

Serving up everyoneg order

I got some more on the way

That strongest touch from California

Break it down and bag it up into quarters

I got a room full of pigeons

Nelly Furtado when the avocado keep a nigga busy

My phone steady jugging

I break it down