Bird Call
Quack, quack
Uh
Uh-huh
Uh
I'm chillin' for an hour, smokin' weed, watchin' Worldstar
Benz in the garage, probably gotta drive your girl car (ooh)
You ain't a rapper if my homies never heard y'all
I just spit a punchline, smile then they bird call (brr)
Hit your sister in the face with a Nerf ball (ouch)
Dealin' with some shit that really don't concern y'all (nah)
Punch a fan if he get a fuckin' word wrong
Wavy, givin' you some shit that you can surf on (surf on)
Findin' me a bitch I can swerve on (swerve on)
Frank Thomas, homie 'bout to put the hurt on (hurt on)
Your bitch a night light, in bed she turned on
Roll some weed, tell her burn one, burn one
Burn one, burn one, burn one, burn one (burn one)
Burn one, burn one, burn one, burn one
Burn one, burn one, burn one, burn one
Burn one, burn one, burn one, burn one (yeah)
Burn one, burn one, burn, burn, burn one
Burn one, burn one, burn, burn, burn one
Burn one, burn one, burn, burn, burn one
Burn one, burn one, burn, burn, burn one
Yeah
I used to give a fuck about success
Now I just want to see Mila Kunis undress (yep)
Hope she down for butt sex (yep) it would be a cum fest (yep)
Uh, sorry, that's some shit I had to confess (uh-huh)
Crazy-ass bitch doing 911 threats
Came in the game smokin' Newport hundreds
Now I'm at the top and the crown fit, gold on my outfit
Surrounded by this pussy, I'ma drown in (drown in)
You got that wet pack, bitch come and gimme that (come and gimme that)
You know, we wanna know where them titties at (where the titties at?)
Got 'em gassed, they be askin' what I'm cookin' with
Have your little brother ask your moms what a pussy is (uh)
Corruption, stuntin' at the function
Your girl pussy smell like Sour Cream and Onion
Pay attention, you gon' learn somethin'
Roll that weed up, burn one
Burn one, burn one, burn one, burn one
Burn one, burn one, burn one, burn one (uh)
Burn one, burn one, burn one, burn one
Burn one, burn one, burn one, burn one (woo)
Burn one, burn one, burn, burn, burn one
Burn one, burn one, burn, burn, burn one
Burn one, burn one, burn, burn, burn one
Burn one, burn one, burn, burn, burn one (I think I fucked it up again, but whatever)
Uh
Uh-huh
Uh
I'm chillin' for an hour, smokin' weed, watchin' Worldstar
Benz in the garage, probably gotta drive your girl car (ooh)
You ain't a rapper if my homies never heard y'all
I just spit a punchline, smile then they bird call (brr)
Hit your sister in the face with a Nerf ball (ouch)
Dealin' with some shit that really don't concern y'all (nah)
Punch a fan if he get a fuckin' word wrong
Wavy, givin' you some shit that you can surf on (surf on)
Findin' me a bitch I can swerve on (swerve on)
Frank Thomas, homie 'bout to put the hurt on (hurt on)
Your bitch a night light, in bed she turned on
Roll some weed, tell her burn one, burn one
Burn one, burn one, burn one, burn one (burn one)
Burn one, burn one, burn one, burn one
Burn one, burn one, burn one, burn one
Burn one, burn one, burn one, burn one (yeah)
Burn one, burn one, burn, burn, burn one
Burn one, burn one, burn, burn, burn one
Burn one, burn one, burn, burn, burn one
Burn one, burn one, burn, burn, burn one
Yeah
I used to give a fuck about success
Now I just want to see Mila Kunis undress (yep)
Hope she down for butt sex (yep) it would be a cum fest (yep)
Uh, sorry, that's some shit I had to confess (uh-huh)
Crazy-ass bitch doing 911 threats
Came in the game smokin' Newport hundreds
Now I'm at the top and the crown fit, gold on my outfit
Surrounded by this pussy, I'ma drown in (drown in)
You got that wet pack, bitch come and gimme that (come and gimme that)
You know, we wanna know where them titties at (where the titties at?)
Got 'em gassed, they be askin' what I'm cookin' with
Have your little brother ask your moms what a pussy is (uh)
Corruption, stuntin' at the function
Your girl pussy smell like Sour Cream and Onion
Pay attention, you gon' learn somethin'
Roll that weed up, burn one
Burn one, burn one, burn one, burn one
Burn one, burn one, burn one, burn one (uh)
Burn one, burn one, burn one, burn one
Burn one, burn one, burn one, burn one (woo)
Burn one, burn one, burn, burn, burn one
Burn one, burn one, burn, burn, burn one
Burn one, burn one, burn, burn, burn one
Burn one, burn one, burn, burn, burn one (I think I fucked it up again, but whatever)
Credits
Writer(s): Michael Thomas Volpe, Malcolm James Mccormick
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
Link
Other Album Tracks
- The Star Room
- Avian
- I’m Not Real (feat. Earl Sweatshirt)
- S.D.S.
- Bird Call
- Matches (feat. Ab-Soul)
- I Am Who Am (Killin' Time) [feat. Niki Randa]
- Objects in the Mirror
- Red Dot Music (feat. Action Bronson)
- Gees (feat. ScHoolboy Q)
All Album Tracks: Watching Movies with the Sound Off (10th Anniversary) >
© 2024 All rights reserved. Rockol.com S.r.l. Website image policy
Rockol
- Rockol only uses images and photos made available for promotional purposes (“for press use”) by record companies, artist managements and p.r. agencies.
- Said images are used to exert a right to report and a finality of the criticism, in a degraded mode compliant to copyright laws, and exclusively inclosed in our own informative content.
- Only non-exclusive images addressed to newspaper use and, in general, copyright-free are accepted.
- Live photos are published when licensed by photographers whose copyright is quoted.
- Rockol is available to pay the right holder a fair fee should a published image’s author be unknown at the time of publishing.
Feedback
Please immediately report the presence of images possibly not compliant with the above cases so as to quickly verify an improper use: where confirmed, we would immediately proceed to their removal.