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Birdview
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Hip-Hop/Rap
Birdview adlı parça {albumName} albümünün bir parçası olarak Rule #1/Interscope Records tarafından 11 Temmuz 2019 tarihinde yayınlandıBirdview - Single
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Çıkış Tarihi11 Temmuz 2019
FirmaRule #1/Interscope Records
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Valence
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BPM92

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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Lil Poppa
Lil Poppa
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Janarious Wheeler
Janarious Wheeler
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Dave Ø
Dave Ø
Producer
Mook On Da Beats
Mook On Da Beats
Producer
Peter A. Barker
Peter A. Barker
Mastering Engineer
David "Dave-O" Grear
David "Dave-O" Grear
Recording Engineer

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[Verse 1]
Neighbors say them bitches ain't stop hittin'
Till they heard that click-clack
Ask him what he did it for, say he did it for get back
Boom, don't nobody move, you get your shit splat
If they don't die, then put 'em in the shit bag
I just lay low and get cash, you know the bag different
And fuck the opps, they must ain't learned from the last ****
My face good, it in the hood, I ride past ****
And all my **** know that I'll split my last wit' em
[Verse 2]
If there's two hundred on the dash, I ride fast in 'em
Bitch, we drag racin' and I got somethin' bad in it
My G's ain't cost that much but I got a lotta cash in 'em
I used the same cash to turn a **** past tense
And now we doin' more addin' then subtractin'
Give a fuck about your fashion
That same fit you just bought gon' be the same one you was last in
Body baggin', toe taggin'
Put a **** up in shells, doin' all that cappin'
I ain't the one doin' the killin', I'm the one rappin'
Laugh now, cry later, I'm the one laughin'
Better think before you speak and practice what you preach
'Cause the last **** did and left blood in the street
Tired of steppin' over leftover slugs in the street
Be a whole lotta leftover slugs when it's beef
Whole lot of leftovers, yeah
That come from **** gettin' stepped over
Wonder was it worth losin' your breath over?
[Verse 3]
Don't get caught leavin' that nasty hoe crib
You shoulda slept over
Hell yeah, I regret it e'ry day, I fucked the check over
But fuck it, we ain't stressin'
That same shit you losin' rest over don't faze us
And them lil' boys you scared of, they pay us, extortion
I done did it all in a pair of Air Forces
Rubber on, we don't even get to think about abortion
Another home, what I'm workin' on
Bitch, I need a fortress
Check my garage, bitch, I'm livin' large, 'Raris and Porsches
[Verse 4]
But I'm dreamin', shit ain't what it seem when you think
Caught him slippin', he had his eyes closed
Bitch ****, stop blinkin'
I'm trendin', my name ringin'
**** what you mean, huh?
Everything I drop be good dope
I keep e'rybody fiendin'
Like, papa, when you gon' drop?
Right now
And I heard Under Investigation 2 bought the vice out
I might take the doors of the Jeep if it's nice out
My dog say he wanna roll, okay, cool, bring the dice out
[Verse 5]
Oh, you a dude?
We knockin' dykes out
Lil' kid on the mood if the ice out
Promise with these pitches I got, you gon' strike out
Bad lil bitch from round the way, I'll be the bad cop
Peep shit with my third eye, left and right eye
Peep shit with a bird eye, I got a birdview
My brother left the dope game alone, he can't serve you
Want a feature or a verse, ****?
That's who you refer to
Left the bitch alone and told her, I don't deserve you
(I don't deserve you at all)
Written by: Janarious Wheeler
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