Bird Call

To all my hustlers, rock smugglers, strugglers
 Block bubblers, pushers, cookers, pot jugglers
 Whats the word y'all, flip that herb, raw
 Clap, that's the byrd call
 If the cops are comin', get to hop and runnin'
 Quick and drop that onion, ain't no stoppin', young'un
 Put away that herb, raw, let us know the word (Ok) or (What?)
 Clap (I'm here) that's the byrd call
 I still be where the weed flip, in the P's with the trees lit
 So much water in the order, it's just leavin' them seasick
 With a ski in my V6, tryna skeet on a b lips
 Down low, like I'm tryna keep her a secret
 Act wrong, chrome, passing me dome
 Next minute, shit, I'm finished, she'll be flaggin' it home
 But I always keep a straggler that's known to bone
 And run through a lap - faster than Marion Jones
 Man listen, I still got them grams flippin', tan pitchin
 Corner to the damn kitchen
 Gained a couple fans, had to make a transition
 But I'm still in the hood like a transmission
 No cat can match me, I'm passin' fastly - who's half as nasty?
 I got it locked from here, all the way to Cak-a-lacky
 But keep a Mac for Scrappy, thinkin' its just laffy taffy
 Shit, this beat'll be the on' thing clappin' at me
 To all my hustlers, rock smugglers, strugglers
 Block bubblers, pushers, cookers, pot jugglers
 Whats the word y'all, flip that herb, raw
 Clap, that's the byrd call
 If the cops are coming, get to hop and running
 Quick and drop that onion, ain't no stopping, young'un
 Put away that herb, raw, let us know the word (Yeah) or (What?)
 Clap (I'm ready) that's the byrd call
 Birdman J.R. and J.R., pigeons know who they are
 Niggas gotta pay off, snitches know to say y'all
 If chickens on the radar, I'm at it
 Cuz get it on my day off, ain't nothin' like gettin' weight off
 Yeah, scrape off the plates, shake off the flakes
 Bag that and make all the cake, yet
 I gotta lay off the way y'all, hate me like I'm Adolf
 But y'all can't see me: Ray Charles
 I steal whores, I'll probably take yours
 Because you peel off and I take off
 Give me no space; whatever I want, I takes
 Whatever I need, I bleed and succeed
 Bitch nigga, don't breathe on the weed
 I'm fuckin' with them birds without feedin' them seeds
 That's creed, you don't know about it
 Full clip how I go about it, full body
 Hard body, I'm like 'God got him', yeah
 To all my hustlers, rock smugglers, strugglers
 Block bubblers, pushers, cookers, pot jugglers
 Whats the word y'all, flip that herb, raw
 Clap, that's the byrd call
 If the cops are coming, get to hop and running
 Quick and drop that onion, ain't no stopping, young'un
 Put away that herb, raw, let us know the word or (What?)
 Clap, that's the byrd call
 This ain't only bars and tracks, this is for the hardest cats
 Flippin' all the hard in back, make 'em catch a heart attack
 When you see the narcs attack, let me know
 Start to clap, clap - clap (I'm outta here)
 A star with a deal, Chopard be on chill
 The car is DeVille, it's real ill, heart in the grill
 It's foreign, my nills
 Cruise the city with the semi or the celly
 On skinnies like I'm starving my wheels, uh
 To all my hustlers, rock smugglers, strugglers
 Block bubblers, pushers, cookers, pot jugglers
 Whats the word y'all, flip that herb, raw
 Clap, that's the byrd call
 If the cops are coming, get to hop and running
 Quick and drop that onion, ain't no stopping, young'un
 Put away that herb, raw, let us know the word or (What?)
 Clap, that's the byrd call