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ocnotes - dr. birds (remix) كلمات الأغنية

[intro: westside gunn]
ah, ayo
brr, brr (griselda)

[verse 1: westside gunn]
ayo, i’m in salvatore makin’ salaat, bentayga in three flavors
shoot the n_gga now, we’ll speak later (boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom)
up in whitney, got the mac with me
hid behind the warhol, dip to bergdorf, shot up the whole store (brr)
cherry fifty_seven, in the ‘bach learnin’ lessons (skrrt)
crack ain’t dry yet, it be ready in a second (ah)
forty chains on, halo, i’m a god, n_gga
fear of god jogger rockin’, n_gga, i don’t even jog
hangin’ out the wagen sunroof, pick a n_gga off (brr)
the mille with the chill bezel (ah)
all my foreigns red, it make me feel special
banana peel ak, i’m lookin’ rеal extra (doot, doot, doot, doot, doot, doot, doot, doot)
with the top keys, thе money green teslas (skrrt)
told virgil write “brick” on my brick (write “brick” on my brick)
write “brick” on my brick
told virgil write “brick” on my brick
ayo, amiris filled with cash, i’m in the fashion district (ah)
shoot your momma house just for a half a bicken (doot, doot, doot, doot, doot, doot, doot, doot, doot, doot, doot)
all my n_ggas dealin’, all my n_ggas k!llin’ (brr)
them n_ggas tried to test me, now them n_ggas missin’ (ah)
meal quarters, i’m still awesome
water whip coke, i still voss it, rosé out the faucet
ah, tell virgil write “brick” on my brick
[verse 2: conway the machine]
look, lil’ brodie let off his thirty, he ain’t even flinch (yeah)
caught the body, dipped to the a, n0body seen him since (he got lost)
five_sixty benz and i ain’t need the tints (vroom)
my weakest scent cost more than your mama need for rent (hahaha)
that just for one zip, the drum rip, leave you rinsed (rrah)
hide the body for a week and it’s gon’ leave a stench (you smell that?)
rappers come to my city, they gon’ need consent (you need a pass, n_gga)
’cause we already know you p_ssy, n_gga, we convinced (hah)
i told virgil write “brick” on my brick (hah)
the nicest with this sh_t, ain’t write this, i just spit (woo)
white b_tch on my d_ck, this ice drip on my fist
no shoe deal, but look at all this nike sh_t that i get (hahaha, yeah)
on doat street, it’s white sh_t that i pitch
two in the morning, on the corner, night shift with my bl!ck (i got it all)
no soda in this off_white sh_t that i whip (hah)
i’m rich, put all this off_white sh_t on my b_tch (yeah, haha)
so if it’s smoke, we ain’t even askin’ (uh_huh)
we just pullin’ up and somebody gon’ see a casket (boom boom boom)
hall n nash and benny like james worthy, kareem and magic (yeah)
every time griselda drop, this sh_t gon’ be a classic (you know what’s up)

[verse 3: benny the butcher]
yo, i gave cocaine to users, and okays to shooters (i did)
i’m c_cky, vintage versace with the stone face medusas
sopranos at maggiano’s, we got gold_plated rugers
this pistol’ll backflip you and blow your whole frame to pluto (brr)
got all eyes on us, can we chill? eatin’ with snakes’ll probably get him k!lled
’cause trust me, every family had a henry hill (what else?)
and every man don’t got a benny sk!ll (nah)
when you this dope, it take least 50 mil’ just to sit me still (ah)
light ten on my whip, white b_tch on my d_ck
right wrist when i whip, that white brick on my brick
runway margiela, that type sh_t on my b_tch
b_tterflies and spikes, that type sh_t on my kicks
these rappers wanna be trendy (nah), they hoes wanna be friendly
but never, she wear forever 21 like it’s fendi (punk b_tch)
i told that b_tch it’s givenchy, she pr_nounce it “givinchy”
she wanna f_ck me and run through all my accounts ’til they empty
what would chinegun do? i’m still thinkin’ militant
old paraphernalia layin’ around, i got rid of it (that’s out of here)
then settled all my differences (i did)
i really had a chicken with a tree stamp like i stepped on it with a timberland
the butcher, n_gga (ah)

- ocnotes

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