Conway The Machine Birdy Lyrics

[Intro]
- Wake up, wake up
Wake yo' ass up, look here, come on
- What the f*ck? Can I help you, man?
- Recognize, mothaf*cka!

[Statik Selektah]

[Verse 1]
Look
I'll bust a nigga's shit wide open
Blick the 5th
The p*ssy nigga laying stiff
With his eyes open (He gone)
Griselda, bitch, you know what's up
K bullets flip your Rover truck (Brr)
Barefaced, so niggas know it's us (You know, man)
Only the dough we lust (Huh)
The baking soda make the yola fluff
I got this rap shit in a cobra clutch (Hah!)
I'm shooting like a young Kobe in the clutch (Woo)
I'll put a hole in you niggas
The doctors can't close it up (Doot, doot)
The Rollie bust down
My homie touch down with like 40 plus
That's 40 bags of sour, shit, we sowed it up (We eatin', nigga)
My shooter sniff 'til his nose is stuffed (Huh)
The HK is folded up, have him unload it for opposing us! (What's good, nigga?)
Psh, nigga, blink wrong they food
Them f*ck niggas been dick riding so long, they think that shit's cool (Uh-huh!)
I'm 'bout to flood my neck with big trinkets and jewels (Woo)
Niggas don't want beef, they wanna keep that shit smooth
I promise
I ain't gonna stop with this chopper until a corpse drop (Uh-huh)
Fire out the nozzle 'til it ain't no more shots (Cap)
Pay for four
Plug throw me extra four blocks
Sold keys since the OG Jordan 4's dropped (Hahahaha!)
Fiends lined around the block to cop more drop (Uh-huh)
Griselda Records, bitch, we winning by a long shot
(We winnin', nigga)
I don't rap beef with these rap niggas
I slap niggas' teeth out they mouth and I clap niggas
Machine, nigga

[Chorus]
Razor in my jaw like Birdy
Razor in my jaw like Birdy

[Verse 2]
I hate niggas
I erase niggas Fake nigga
Snake nigga
.38 to your face, nigga
Free the yay flippas in the feds and upstate, nigga
Razor give you football stitches
Deflate-Gate, nigga (Woo)
It ain't safe for you
MAC sitting on my lap
I have my driver circling the Wraith for you
They bringing out the yellow tape for you
They hate on you when your kicks cost a rack
And you got BAPE on you (I know)
Shooters in your bushes, they gon' wait on you (Huh)
The shit they gon' push in, and I got cake on you (Cap)
I ain't normal
They gon' know it's me that came for you
When they scraping pieces of your brain off you (Hah!)
I ain't gon' even take your chain off you, keep that (You can have that)
I keep the MAC, niggas will try to get a name off you (For real)
Look, you can't touch me, niggas will ride for it
Got hit three times and three niggas died for it [Facts]

[Chorus]
Razor in my jaw like Birdy
Razor in my jaw like Birdy

[Outro]
Yo
Like I said, nigga, hmm
This the motherf*ckin' Machine, nigga
I don't play them type of games, nigga, you know what I mean?
I get at niggas, man, I don't-I don't at niggas, you know I mean?
I ain't no internet nigga
Watch your mouth when you talk to me, nigga
You know I mean?
Niggas be looking at me crazy
Ayo, Stat
Niggas be looking at me crazy, like
Yaknahmean?
p*ssy nigga, you woulda died if you was put in my place, nigga
I ate those... hmm, I'm still here, nigga, hmm
f*ckin' more bitches than ever, nigga
Gettin' more money than ever, nigga
It's like I ain't lost a step, my nigga, [hmm]
Word up
Griselda, bitch, hmm
Machine, nigga
We good, Stat, f*ck these niggas, man

[Outro]
It's funny what you do pick up though...
Hahaha, ahaha