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Birdboy
2,755
Hip-Hop/Rap
Birdboy was released on April 18, 2019 by Warner Records as a part of the album Birdboy - Single
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Release DateApril 18, 2019
LabelWarner Records
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM123

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
NLE Choppa
NLE Choppa
Vocals
SGULL
SGULL
Programming
NLE The Great
NLE The Great
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Bryson Potts
Bryson Potts
Songwriter
Gregory Sullivan
Gregory Sullivan
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
SGULL
SGULL
Producer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Bullets eat a **** up, like I'm playin' Pac-Man
Chopper got a kick back, leave him on a kick stand
**** call me doo-doo, yeah, I'm the shit, man
**** talkin' shit, so I fired on his bitch ass
Glock freeze him up, yeah
Call that freeze tag
Chopper leave him stuck, yeah
That's a glitch, man
If a **** play, I'ma hit him broad day with the K
Make a **** go, "Ah," yeah
Do the race, call it Tay-K, yeah
Fuckin' on another **** bae, yeah
Make a **** shake, earthquake, yeah
****, I'm real, you fake, yeah
I be totin' them glizzies, we love totin' guns
I do it for real, you do it for fun
When an opp see me, you know they gon' run
I hang out the window, shoot shit like LeBron
You know that I hit 'em, I had to get 'em
They thought I was bowlin', I had to split 'em
7.62, cut him down the middle
Cookin' him up like a fuckin’ McGriddle!
Sub me in the game
And you know that I'ma score, bitch
Pull up with the gang, twist your finger, make it bang
To be honest, I'm an animal, I can't be tamed
Bullets fallin' out the sky, let that bitch rain
2-3 shots, take him out with a bang
Back in the summer, I didn't have a name
Now she suck on my dick while my balls be hangin'
Damn, lil' Choppa, she say that you slangin'
Hit from the back, have her changin’ language
[Verse 2]
I hit her one time then I leave her alone
I know I'm not right, 'cause I'm doin' her wrong
Just like a dog, I just wanna bone
We makin' 'em serve, we servin' a cone
I'm a real ****, you cannot clone
I'm cold with this shit like my first name was stone
I'm still a menace, wait
I am a devil, whole 'nother level
I'm clutchin' my metal, cook him like a vegetable
She eatin' my dick like that bitch is a edible
I'm clutchin' my metal, cook him like a vegetable
She eatin' my dick like that bitch is a edible
I'm clutchin' my metal, cook him like a vegetable
She eatin' my dick like that bitch is a edible
Back in 8th grade, I was lame, I was boostin'
Now I'm up in high school gettin' head from my tutor
Used to be a fighter, graduated to a shooter
Shoot him in the head, I'm tryna knock out his noodles
I'm a big dog, little ****, you a poodle
I sell a bitch a dream like my name Young Ruler
Pop off, like I'm Martin Luther
Bullets bless him, that's a hallelujah
Written by: Bryson Potts, Courageous Xavier Herrera, Gregory Sullivan
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