Bird Flu

[Verse 1]

Jumping off the couches no parachute nigga
Drowning in these bitches, send a SOS nigga
They say "Tre you up" I say "i'm the next nigga"
Liquor got me trying to take the city like Lex Luthor
Might cover up my face, with that new Babushka
Shout out to my swords and my bitch got 3 Katanas
It ain't Halloween but I pulled up with some monsters
Chocolate in that purple grape Swisher, Willy Wonka
You're smart, read between lines i'll make it easy
Off the magic but I ain't Houdini
What's their score? I heard they cannot beat me
Once and more these niggas can't defeat me
I've been smoking lately i've been drinking
I've been tripping in the mirror I see it
I'll shake the shrapnel if it's got to be it
A million choices ain't no slim pickings
Iron Man, Iron Man, Iron Man
I feel just like Tony Stark
Chosen ones, we win no loss
Yeah
You you you, what
You, you, you, you, you, you, you
Pins in the game looking like Voodoo
Who you think put them there? 2 thumbs back
Heard too many rumors I ain't hear enough facts
Too many birds, suffering succotash
Got to hit the button to the channel, hit the last
Houdini red on my shoes
Life let a beast on the loose
Eyes are so red from the fumes
I got a refill on juice
Sipping Grey Goose, that Bird Flu
I feel the magic entombed

[Outro]

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