It’s a Bird! It’s a Plane! lyrics

[Intro: wifisfuneral]
Imagine that was my sh*t right there, haha
Yeah, stack it up, rack it up, I get it, yeah
I hit up seven, no, not 7-Eleven
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Ayy

[Chorus: wifisfuneral]
Oh, it's a bird, it's a plane (Brrt)
Oh, that's an opp? Well, he in the grave (Yeah)
Them racks, they touch from the ground to my face (Yeah)
I was tip-toeing them stacks just to change (Yeah)
Okay, this guap just got me splurging (Ooh)
Dippin' in that big body suburban and I'm swervin' (Ooh)
Main b*tch, she complainin', so I bought that b*tch a Birkin (Shut up)
She smile and forgive me so I did that sh*t on purpose (Haha)
Stunting like my daddy but this ain't Weezy and Birdman (No)
Ayy, back in '96, my daddy used to flip the birds then (Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)
That's a fact (Yeah)

[Verse 1: wifisfuneral]
And now I'm back up on that ass
Too many stripes, this sh*t ain't plaid
I know my enemies hate me on purpose
I'm going up, and they stay mad (Ooh)
Okay, don't ever think it's up, b*tch (Ooh)
We might f*ck you up and I got paps up in that clutch, trick
Throw a damnit at him if he think he doing something (Wow)
Demon [?] .45 when it get to bussin'
I pop the Xanax now I see demons when they lurking (Pop)
They want at that top, boy, I'm 'bout it so don't assert me (Ayy, don't assert)