Conway The Machine - Birdy lyrics

Conway the Machine [Demond Price] Buffalo, New York. U.S.

[Conway The Machine - Birdy lyrics]

Look i'll bust a niggas shit wide open
Blick the 5th the pussy nigga laying stiff
With his eyes open
Griselda Bitch you know what's up
K bullets flip your Rover truck
Barefaced, so niggas know it's us
Only the dough we lust
The baking soda make the yola fluff
I got this rap shit in the cobra clutch
I'm shooting like a young Kobe in the clutch
I'll put a hole in you niggas
The doctors can't close it up
The rollie's bust down
My homey touch down with like 40 plus
That's 40 bags of sour, shit we sewed it up
(We eatin', nigga)
My shooter sniffs, till his nose is stuffed
The HK is folded up
Have him unload it for opposing us!
Nigga, blink wrong they food
Fuck niggas been dick riding so long
They think that shit's cool
I'm bout to flood my neck
With big trinkets and jewels
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
Fire out the nozzle until it
Ain't no more shots pay for four
Plug throw me extra four blocks
Sold keys since the OG Jordan 4s dropped
Fiends lined around the block
To cop more drop
Griselda Records bitch we winning
By a long shot (We winning nigga)
I don't rap beef with these rap niggas
I slap niggas teeth out they
Mouth and I clap niggas machine nigga

Razor in my jaw like Birdy
Razor in my jaw like Birdy

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 it ain't safe for you
Mac sitting on my lap
I have my driver circling the range 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
Shooters in your bushes
They gonna wait on you
The shit they gonna push in
I got cake on you i ain't normal
They gonna know it's me that came for you
When they scraping pieces of
Your brain off you
I ain't gonna even take your chain off you
Keep that i keep the MAC
Niggas will try to get a name off you
Look, you can't touch me
Niggas will ride for it


Razor in my ja like Birdy
Razor in my jaw like Birdy

Yo like I said nigga
This the motherfucking 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 thosei'm still here nigga
Fucking more bitches than ever nigga
Getting more money than ever nigga

Word up griselda Bitch
Machine, nigga
We good Stat, fuck these niggas

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