Action Bronson, RiFF RAFF - Bird On A Wire lyrics

Blow a kiss to my dick
Wash my body with the sponge
Feed me Fla-vor-ices
Put the chronic in my lungs
Tailor me a leather suit, on some Jodeci shit
Bi-coastal man, we both will be rich

Leave the party with your daughter
(little Debra)
In the morning do karate in the water
Hear sounds of samurais
Rockin shorts in the winter
Don’t fuck with splinters (rats)
Roll with sinners A bunch of winners
Catered lunch and dinners
Why my drug jar look so empty?
Drop a hook and then I’ll probably cop an M3
Long knife ('chete) , that’s in the event
Somebody try to get me then
To Heaven they’ll be sent
Oh, off the strength
Caviar and Porsche taste
All the beans are gettin' Boston baked
On thin ice, I skate across the lake
With the CCM tacks, my feet are like Cassius
Smoke premium cabbage

Blow a kiss to my dick
Wash my body with the sponge
Feed me Fla-vor-ices
Put the chronic in my lungs
Tailor me a leather suit, on some Jodeci shit
Bi-coastal man, we both will be rich

Yo we 80
000 shopping malls but we ain't browsin'
Poppin' hood in Transco Towers
Prowler prowling Gucci towels
And bathroom vials
Nouns, owls, Aston Martins
Sparkin' one in valet parkin', loan sharkin'
Hopin' that my days don’t-get darkened
Cheetah skin outside the parka
Propaganda propels us – ostrich feathers
Security guards with 9 berettas
Pullin' up Volkswagen jettas
Causin' storms in sunny weather
In sunny whether, in sunny weather
Hopin' that my days get
Hopin', hopin' days get, days get better