BIRDIES / / SUCKDOWN lyrics

[Verse]
I be doin' too much, mane, why I always be on the tweak?
I got my woadie in the back, totin' Mac when we on the creep
The stack I got be dirty so I wash that, rinse, and repeat
Smashing that bop the only exercise that I got this week
Woadie, I be Gucci with the grip, I be good off a lick
You talkin' 'bout you workin' it but none of your sh*t gon' hit
If you got muffin then I'm pullin' up there lickety-split
Coco got me on gogo so you best not give me no lip
I tell you this, how 'bout you lil' motherf*ckers get off my tip?
And tell your aunty stop using her teeth when she suck my di*k
Do I look like the type of motherf*cker who gon' take your sh*t?
Nuh-uh, I ain't with that boy, just sayin' you gon' get hit off the rip
Got Ol' Choppy down pat there with the big smack
Right off your block or in your trap, I could do all of that
You talkin' 'bout you work a mop and get them tic-tac
But I don't believe that sh*t, you motherf*ckers just with the cap
Woadie, f*ck a bust down, I just want the suckdown
See how I be doing the sh*t and she wanna f*ck now
But I ain't going for that if that hoe be dirty
I don't got time for these birds, I just gotta flip these birdies
Bussin' 'bout 30 'til I got my fingers hurtin'
I'ma do it for the blue and, yup, my dollars looking pretty
If they coming for my sh*t then I'ma leave motherf*ckers hurtin'
And I gotta keep it moving 'cause these motherf*ckers lurkin'
So tell me, who workin'? Who else there really gettin' it in?
Motherf*ckers comin' 'round the way actin' like they was my friend
But I don't play that sh*t, you woofin' and you gon' get hit
I call up Birdo and Lil' Cuzzo, they gon' chop your sh*t
Woadie know I make it shake off a damn paper plate
Get your bop, di*k her proper, then you know that I'ma skate
Double up, ridin' dolo with the damn .38
I ain't letting none these boy get in the way of my cake