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letra de bird chest - cochise

[part l]

[intro]
[?]
yeah, n-gga, i already know how to get him
i’m like [?] you know how i get down

[verse 1]
yeah, it is what it is, i hop in the crib
i brought me a bib
she talkin’ too crazy, look at my crib
send me a baddie, i call up my dips
yeah, n-ggas is p-ssed, hol’ it
my n-gga on a p-ss, hol’ it
my wrist got a cyst, hol’ it
i’m sippin’ on tris’, hol’ it, yeah
this ho got the wrong one, think i care ’bout a kiss
these n-ggas are weirdos, think i care ’bout a diss
i call up my brother, huh, i call up two shortys, huh
give a f— ’bout the rubber, huh
i fill it with pain, huh, i give it some color, huh-huh
i’m prayin’ to god, huh, i pass it like roller, huh
yeah, yeah (push it)
yeah, yeah (push it)
yeah, yeah (push it)
yeah, yeah
b-tch, i’ma spray on some to earth
i put his face on thе dirt
yung lean, i make it hurt, yeah
whitе tee, all on my shirt, yeah
rub by the time you think they blamin’
who the h-ll put the lean on my fanta
i call up yachty when i’m in atlanta
he talkin’ crazy, get hit with the hammer
i’m with the colors, i got me some grammar
shawty she slappy, i bought her [?]
[part ll]

[intro]
hahah, hahah
hahah, lame ass n-ggas
yeah, huh

[verse]
yeah, n-gga think it’s competition, this is not a standoff
this sh-t ain’t got paper, okay, let’s go have a band-off
rick owens, all white, i feel like i’m gandalf
n-gga think he ratted in my lane, then he get ranned off
heard you got some opps, n-gga, you a nerd
why you drivin’ to the hood, ’cause you livin’ in the ‘burbs
told that n-gga, ”be yourself”, no [?]
why he dissin’ on the brick, talkin’ ’bout, ”who tryna get served”
go to waikiki, n-gga, that’s hawaii if you knew
call ’em, ”habibi”, he like, ”n-gga, who we finna shoot?”
i just caught the whip, so i had to sell my n-gga bruce
once i’m done with these retainers, i put 30 on my tooth (for real)
stay out the track (uh-huh), n-ggas they know i’m back (uh-huh)
bro got a scope, the mac (uh-huh)
don’t wanna fight a square (uh-huh)
i told her, ”ho, distract” (uh-huh), shawty she like the gap (uh-huh)
i told her, ”hold the front” (uh-huh), i told her, ”show your crack” (uh-huh), yeah
n-ggas sayin’, bro, what happened? (what happened? huh)
n-gga talkin’ crazy, so we slapped him (so we slapped him)
this ain’t chicky, this some cheese, we gon’ wrap him (we’re gonna wrap that n-gga)
heard that n-gga wanna fist, so we testin’ (we’re gonna test that n-gga)
call me luffy ’cause i’m feelin’ like a captain (ah)
just like water, baby, all my n-ggas tapped in (ah)
catch me in the backseat, makin’ sure they strapped in
n-ggas tryna test me, told that—
[outro]
yeah, turn it off, i don’t wanna rap anymore

- cochise

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