Denzel Curry, Rick Ross - BIRDZ lyrics

Uh huh, yeah, hmm yeah, uh huh, yeah
FnZ well damn

Let's start it over eye of Jehovah
Come take a look at my city and it's culture
City full of vultures, city full of Zoes
City full of gangsters that's
Stickin' to the code
Everybody thinking that they know me for real
'Cause they only seen me on a poster for real
Don't test my dawg
They got holsters for real
Fuck a Pop Tart, we carry toasters for real
Aim, cock back, shoot at lames
Name unknown, we are not the same
Shame on a brrt tryna run game
We was able to sell it
Now my city serve 'caine

Don't start none, won't be none
Don't speak, don't hear, and don't see none
Only fear one, but now I fear none
And if you ain't God, well
I don't give a fuck (No)
Don't start none, won't be none
Don't speak, don't hear, and don't see none
Only fear one, but now I fear none
And if you ain't God, well
I don't give a fuck

Huh (Maybach Music)
Living on a limb and I'm blowing hemp (Boss)
You see the limo tinted, never know it's him
(Woo) cocaine wraps in the Cadillac (Okay)
I got lil' homie with me, city on our backs
(Denzel)
Always been a loner 'cause I'm so rebellious
(What?)
Pulling on a bong, it make me feel angelic
(M-M-M)
Penning a memoir, I pray I live to tell it
(Huh) never will I tell it
That's considered careless (Woo)
Vroom, vroom, vroom, bitch, we on a move
(Vroom) snort a line of this
I bet you clean your room (Haha)
Mansions in Atlanta, trophy on the mantle
(I got 'em) long live my nigga Nipsey
Light another candle (Boss, Maybach Music)

Don't start none, won't be none
Don't speak, don't hear, and don't see none
Only fear one, but now I fear none
And if you ain't God, well
I don't give a fuck
Don't start none, won't be none
Don't speak, don't hear, and don't see none
Only fear one, but now I fear none
And if you ain't God, well
I don't give a fuck

Butterfly doors keep the birds chirpin' (Oh)
Big top back like I'm in the circus (yeah)
Pray I keep it all at the Sunday service, uh
My pastor making dollars like he Erick Sermon
Lord forgive me for my tendencies, yuh
Got an evil plan for my mini-mes, yuh
See business gotta grow, time
To plant a seed, yeah
Its time to make compost of my enemies, yeah
My city full of palm trees and bad bitches
You see? If your dawg green
It's bad business
You see? If it's all greed
They all switching
We lost, and by all means, we all missing

Don't start none, won't be none
Don't speak, don't hear, and don't see none
Only fear one, but now I fear none
And if you ain't God, well
I don't give a fuck