Halloweenspit
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Nice costume what that cost you?
Witch broom Birds pimp plume
Reference doesnt register
Spit it like an editor written by the letterer
Creditor you owe me, know me your begetter
Lady try an tell me i need to be better
Its like taking candy from a baby nanny
Chumps give it out in exchange for amnesty
Hos got bald heads im snatching up ya wigs
Shut it punk or ill take your last twix
In the mix just for kicks
Wont get far barefoot a holiday of hittin licks
Got em all lined up ax Bird wheres the tricks
I get to wear a mask, just a villain have a blast
Three fifty seven in dos derringers
Dont get near, im not darin yas
Live your life in fear complainin like Karen was
Dear me, beer me, steer clear if you see he masked on your street packin Halloween heat or a mic and a beat spittin like trick or treat -
Mwahahaha neat.
Complete feat repeat
So much real estate might wanna REIT
Try to compete go obsoleteMeet and greet Birds the terrible great
Spits his life in rhymes like a parable fate
Dont faint theyll suspect me
Gave your girl some DNA to resurrect meIf I fall early like a groundhog rodent said
Only nonverbal shoulda spit potent lead
Thatll make the hunter listen
Reintroduce cannabalism in ya kitchenCan it an spam it
Should be in Hawaii can hardly stand it
Birds dont get money he demand it
Terrorist style otherwise feel my planned shit -
Swimmin in october
Not just his drinkin in a pool sorta sober
Yeah sure had em all fooled
Drunk spittin funk its how Birds ruledHis throne a massage chair
7 k in electronic calf squeezin knot tear
Not here go elsewhere
Its like pissin in snow, not out the underwearUnderwater still spittin trouble via bubble
Hack the hubble for a pic down her… rubble
Oops destroyed the whole sovereign supple
Shoulda cloned her first an fucked the doubleDamn unlocked the whole damn brain
Off the chain dame came
Off the local fame the whole game lame
After experiencing the lion (lyin) tame -
Mask on, on task dont get put on blast
Mad fast or end up stuck in the past
Dead last, half past half rasta raft wit a mast
Ahoy, smashed like gassed Birds direct the castCut, on two hut hut
Audible a trick and her butt like what what
Quarterback, throw game like dick to a gut cut
Keep the change, of clothes, goodbye hoesBirds rolls they wanna follow like twinkle toes
Its just how it goes. Blows his nose
Bag a candy strip shows dont tip those
Nobody knows, bros chose like 52 week lowsBuy it, eye it and lose all your weight like a diet
Peep the volume, he spits a quiet riot
Spy it, dont knock his game, try it
It flows like she cry it, cant deny it
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