Birdie Boy Flow (Not A Drill) Lyrics

Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy

Yeah

LuhCam in this bitch

What y'all niggas on

Ayy, this is not a drill

This is not a drill

Pull up to your block, bitch, I'm tryna catch a kill

Tryna catch a kill till I see some blood spill

Pick that bag up off your head, I'm finna cop a grill

Leave it on the floor, I left his brains in the store

Why they don't never come outside, I feel like birdie boy hoe

It's that birdie boy flow, I'm gettin' birdie boy dough

If I ever catch a opp, I'm finna whack him like a mole

Crack trays, throw up foes, tryna get off all these loads

We got sealed caps, nigga, and we juggin' for them bowls

Exotic hoes, designer clothes, man, you know just how that go

Exotic hoes, shakin' ass in the middle of the floor

Designer clothes on my ass, purple jeans for the bros

Changed my first name to Royce, cause I'm tryna cop a Rolls

Maybach music got her touchin' on her toes

Backseat, take off your clothes

Snap a picture, baby girl, just strike a pose

I ain't opposed to no paper, I'm a fuckin' paper chaser

They ain't get no real bread, so I know they playin' haters

Can't hate the player, hate the game

I'm just tryna cop a chain, by the time I finish with the rap shit

They gon' know my fuckin' name

And I ain't gotta change my lane to get some fame

When they hear my fuckin' voice, they gon' feel all my pain

Leave yo' ass with zero lives like I'm Dame

It's my time, Mike Wang

I'm so icy boy, I might just cop a chain from Johnny Dang

Ayy, this is not a drill

This is not a drill

Pull up to your block, bitch, I'm tryna catch a kill

Tryna catch a kill till I see some blood spill

Pick that bag up off your head, I'm finna cop a grill

Leave it on the floor, I left his brains in the store

Why don't never come outside, I feel like birdie boy hoe

It's that birdie boy flow, I'm gettin' birdie boy dough

If I ever catch a opp, I'm finna whack him like a mole

I'm finna whack him like a mole

Yeah, this that Birdie Boy flow

Tell a bitch to touch her toes, yeah, you know just how that go

Yeah, this that Birded Boy flow

Aye, this that Birded Boy flow

Ha-ha, LuhCam in this bitch,

This the freestyle takeoff

You know what the business is, bitch

Yeah, this that

Ha-ha

This that Birded Boy flow

Yeah

This that Birded Boy flow

This that Birded Boy flow, gettin' Birded Boy dough, yeah