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black birdie - make nice // covnt dracvla كلمات أغنية

[part i: make nice]

[intro]
we just wanna shine today
a young boy on the grind today
we just wanna shine today
a young boy–

[verse 1]
(uh_oh) birdie getting p_ssed off
(uh_oh) birdie gotta pill pop
(uh_oh) birdie on a quest for blood, they really pressed, the f_ck?
but who up next to get their head chopped?
(who?) the n_gga getting freaky on the dl?
(who?) his bm in my dms with the weed smell?
(n_gga, who?) ’cause birdie gotta get their l!ck back, ho you real whack
i never shy from a good head bop

[verse 2]
i’mma get violent, trifflin’ ass n_ggas, bad timin’
stupid lil’ b_tch, choke you out, no heimlich (no heimlich)
goofy ass friends and their goofy ass mouth
go hardеr if you wanna hurt a n_gga from the south
frat n_gga double_tappin’ on my pictures (doublе tap, tap, tap)
rap n_gga think i want him, i don’t even miss him
only regrets i got is lettin’ dummy d_ck hit
my give_a_d_mns as big as my tits, no sh_t
keep it classy, cordial, f_ck it, i’m formal
brody, you is weird, you is f_cking abnormal
i’m not tryna make friends, i’m just tryna make nice
i could f_ck you up like anytime i wanna outta spite
f_ck yo’ life, f_ck yo’ life
no chains but i’m colder than ice (brr, brr)
hit ’em with the one_two, deja vu_no_jutsu
silent and deadly; how i make my moves, ooh
’cause y’all know that i ain’t in it for the entertainment
i’m really working on become something innovative
’cause it ain’t about the streams and it ain’t about the net
it’s all about the talent, that’s why i’m a triple threat (aye)
and they all went sleep
so, i gotta wake ’em up with some brand new feats
this the main course, no study sheets
that was just an appetizer ’cause you know i eat (huh)
[interlude]
i just wanna take this moment
to address a lil’ somethin’
to all the n_ggas in the room
f_ck you
disrespectfully
and i don’t wanna hear no rah_rah sh_t
’cause i’mma double down with the nah_nah b_tch
get the f_ck outta here

[verse 3]
no smoke, mary jane, i ain’t playin’ no games
but like mario kart, i’mma stay in my lane
i ain’t takin’ no l’s, don’t be callin’ me a lame
i’m the realest n_gga out here, you just fake it for the fame
suck it up (l!ck, l!ck), suck it up (l!ck, l!ck)
suck it up (l!ck, l!ck), suck it up (l!ck, l!ck)
suck it up (l!ck, l!ck), suck it up (l!ck, l!ck)
say you a real man, you needa toughen up (dumb b_tch)

[part ii: covnt dracvla]

[interlude]
wait, you thought i was done? (thought i was done?)
i was just havin’ fun (i was just havin’ fun)
i ain’t even begun (i ain’t even begun, i ain’t even begun, i ain’t even begun)
wait, okay (look, look, look)
[verse]
you’ve just awoken the bane (bane)
i’m evil, i’mma cause you pain (mmm, d_mn)
d_mn, you look like a dog in the face
you are not giving what it’s supposed to have gave
nah, f_ck all that being a diplomat
i’m finna let out the beast, can you handle that?
i’m finna show off my t__th, i’mma let ’em all sink
b_tch i’m t’d up, i might have to go off the brink, like
goin’ manic, who wan’ try me next?
egotistic b_tch blowin’ up my text
gave you so many chances to put it to bed
you talk way too much but leave much more unsaid (i’m gon’ keep it hush)
you think you can handle it? try me (hmm)
i’m a chef but go ahead, bite me
this a cute lil’ crashout type beat
i’m way too grown to let a grown b_tch fight me
like, ho, you a nuisance, a cancer, a tumor
you know that a virgo got no time for rumors
like, you ain’t tay swizzle, you not even aesop
go tell all them tales to your folks, i’mma keep watch (ho)
you act like we all in a show (hmm)
guess i’m gonna have to play villain
yet, you couldn’t be further from being the hero
it’s all what you find more appealin’
pitter, patter, rain down on you hoes without a forecast
hatter came to work today, you know they had to clock that
i’m just mindin’ my own business, dummy, go get a job
say what you want about my vocals but my pen cannot be stopped (ah)
bl__dy hands, still you cryin’ like you big dumb
hurt a b_tch, then walk around like you a cripple
eyes blurry, seeing red like a motherf_cker
you a leech, you no better than a blood sucker
these n_ggas is b_tches so lemme be clear
if a b_tch talkin’ sh_t, then i better not hear
if a b_tch comin’ at me, that b_tch better last in a fight
’cause i’ll f_ck you up all day and night, like
suck it up, n_gga
l!ck, l!ck
f_ck it up (hmm)
i’m about to have a b_tch fit
i ain’t giving you no time of day
you will never make me lose restraint
put me through h_ll and back and i’m thankful i let it
’cause i did the work so you don’t get the credit, lil’ b_tch (rrr)
[outro]
no credit, no credit (c’mon b_tch, c’mon b_tch)
no credit, b_tch (c’mon b_tch; rrr)
no credit, no credit (c’mon b_tch, c’mon b_tch)
no credit, b_tch (c’mon b_tch)
no credit, no debit (c’mon b_tch, c’mon b_tch)
no flexin’ (c’mon b_tch, huh)

- black birdie

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