Birds lyrics

[Intro: Bloody!]
I got these birds
I got all those birds
I got these birds
I got this work
Got my b*tch hurt

[Verse 1: Bloody!]
Ohh, she so hurt
These n*ggas want to kill me, so I gotta kill these n*ggas first
Them n*ggas want to spill me, so I gotta spill them n*ggas first
Lil' b*tch I don't feel good [?]
You is the one who f*cked to the first
And now hood n*ggas feelin' me
And my home was still filthy
And my b*tch is so filthy
Caught a plug, come and pill me
Call this b*tch, come and fill me
Off the Earth like I'm lowkey
I can't name a b*tch that I need
I can't name a chain that I see
He took ten with band, fall asleep

[Bridge: Bloody! & ksuuvi]
Mmm, ahhh
I get blood out
b*tch she for the streets
[Verse: ksuuvi]
[?] slide through with my heat
Yeah, feel like Flight, I say "Irish Spring Green"
And I'm still with the same f*ckin' gang
Hop out, slide through, I'm at [?]
Up late night out, you can't hang
I can see the future, I'm Margiela man
I don't want to hang, I rather take a Xan'
I call up my brodie like "What's the f*ckin' plan?"
b*tch, don't let me catch you slippin'
All my n*ggas f*ckin' demons, they sinnin'
In the trenches all day, I pass the mission
See the funds in my bank, b*tch, I'm chillin
I feel like- I feel like Robin on the Pistons
I feel like b*tch make some space, keep a distance
I'm worried about this guap, mone, chicken