Birds - Johnny May Cash, Jrock

I can turn a 4 into a 9

Them birds wake me up in the morning

Can’t you hear them birds chirping

Wake up early in the morning with bricks all on my mind

Got these fiends calling my line

We getting bricks ten at a time

If money call me right better leave no wasting time

If a bitch really wanna fuck than that bitch gotta be fine

Bitch you must be out your mind thinking I’m a give you a dime

Sippin' on a pint of lean I swear it got me right

I’m up bout to jizz all night

Two wrong gonna make a right

Baking soda bottle wanna cook it right

Put the mask on before you get high

Keep the tool on the set all night

Get left if you can’t get right

Okay officer it’s my right

Thinking bout the pounds I got in the bag

You no I don’t even know how to act

If you say something else from the club, I’m a hit you back in the A. M

Check in the bag no Nike

Take off time George Jetson

Niggas be thinking they flexin'

But my squad really be flexin'

I’m up it’s 5 in the morning

I’m fucking my bitch she moaning

I judge it like I do the work, boy

Water whippin' no surf board

Bullets flyin' like nerf, boy

Take a 4 piece and I stretch that

9 piece wanna back that

Large loads you need a fish net

Hot bars in my rap track

This God’s work you gettin' baptized

Momma cryin' cause you front line

Sending shots and I keep firing

I got steak sauce

Bat a nigga like baseball

Nick Cage knocked his face off

Trap shit i’m gon' make dawg

Work good so they keep buyin'

Block hot so I’m keep writin'

Real stars we high fiving

Chop Squad we move in silence