album cover
birds
6
Hip-Hop/Rap
Utwór birds został wydany 5 marca 2026 przez 6431888 Records DK jako część albumu birds - Single
album cover
Data wydania5 marca 2026
Wytwórnia6431888 Records DK
JęzykEnglish
Melodyjność
Akustyczność
Valence
Taneczność
Energia
BPM166

Kredyty

PERFORMING ARTISTS
oke!
oke!
Background Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
oke!
oke!
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Kingston
Kingston
Co-Producer

Tekst Utworu

(Intro)
Mmm, mm, yeah
bitch, I’m wit my twin, yeah, we toting vecs
Yeah, you claim that you ’bout it, you ain’t kill me yet
Yeah, they swear that they gon’ see me
This ain’t nothing yet
Don’t need no new friends, it’s gon’ end in death
bitches be some birds tryna poke they chest out (huh)
Soon, boy, you gon’ learn, we gon’ keep a head count
bitch, you getting on my nerves, I ain’t gotta say how
bitch, you getting on my nerves, I ain’t gotta say how
bitch, you tryna come around, I saw you choose
Still, I never lie, so fuck I got to lose?
No, you not the only one tryna make some moves
If I try to flex, I drop a bag, put it on they head
Don’t got any opps, they screaming murder, bloody red
Please don’t hit my phone, yeah
All you hoes get left on read
You claim you toting poles, well here’s my gen, aim it at your head
Told that hoe to pop out, shuvit
Yeah, I’m wit my twin, trap jumping
Damn, I’m out my mind, hoes love it
Damn, I’m too high, can’t love this
Damn, I’m too high, can’t love this
(Damn, I’m too high)
Yeah, you say you never lied, I got some shit to tell
No, that’s not your body, can’t come around, you was never real
Off of all these drugs, this shit is poison, never heals
I just popped two 10s to calm me down, don’t wanna feel
You telling me lock in
You not top 10
Can’t bite no moves
And they saying I’m not shit, but I’m still here
Got something to prove
And they saying that I’m not this and I’m not that
Must be confused
Mmm, mm, yeah
bitch, I’m wit my twin, yeah, we toting vecs
Yeah, you claim that you ’bout it, you ain’t kill me yet
Yeah, they swear that they gon’ see me
This ain’t nothing yet
Don’t need no new friends, it’s gon’ end in death
bitches be some birds tryna poke they chest out (huh)
Soon, boy, you gon’ learn, we gon’ keep a head count
bitch, you getting on my nerves, I ain’t gotta say how
bitch, you getting on my nerves, I ain’t gotta say how
Written by: oke da goat
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