F*ck a ostrich nigga
F*ck a ostrich nigga, I don't f*ck with them no more
Nah
No I don't, you know I don't
I never leave my house unlocked
I always walk around with a glock
In case a ostrich wanna come on my block
Then a ostrich nigga gonna get shot
Ostrich niggas run too quick
And who's to say the homie won't pull some shit
The nigga got a powerful kick
And I know the niggas like to travel in cliques
Tell 'em I got nothing to lose
These hood ass birds about to pay their dues
Finna grab my bat and take a swing or two
To the neck and all their homies finna sing the blues
I ain't afraid of no bird ass nigga, tryna scope my shit
Cuz when they heard my trigga, better hope they dipped
Forty miles an hour my dick, I got a whip
And I'll get your ass hit with the flick of a wrist
I check my doors compulsive
Making sure I locked it
Cuz I keep having nightmares of this f*cking ostrich tryna rob shit
Take my gun out, cock it
So when the flock gets here, I'll be ready to pop it
So we're sitting in the urgent care
My wife's water broke so I drove her there
When you're about to be a dad, nothing can compare
I soon learn that this bitch had a f*cking affair
Cuz the baby's a ostrich
What the f*ck, bitch?
You committed adultery, didn't wear a condom
And you never told me, now the babies retarded
I've been dreaming that often, always wake up bawling
F*ck you fast ass, gang banging, cocky pricks
Put you in a coffin bitch, you best be cautious bitch
The way you cocked my bitch, the only option is
Sara Mclaughlin, or else a bullet in your noggin, bitch
You're the reason I can't get no sleep
Scared I'm gonna catch them creepin with my hoe in the sheets
Next time I see them birdies running up in the streets
I'll chase 'em down with my scooter finna catch up to speed
Kinda hard to get away when you're flightless
I'll hop off my razor and I'll start to ride it
I startle him, we start truckin' down the road
Once I'm on his back I'm pulling out my scope
This is what you get for being a punk ass, forty mile an hour running
Piece of shit bird that's good for nothing
Reach for the trigger, now I'm finna pull it
Pump a couple in your dome, nigga eat the bullets
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F*ck a ostrich nigga
F*ck a ostrich nigga, I don't f*ck with them no more
Nah
No I don't, you know I don't
I never leave my house unlocked
I always walk around with a glock
In case a ostrich wanna come on my block
Then a ostrich nigga gonna get shot
Ostrich niggas run too quick
And who's to say the homie won't pull some shit
The nigga got a powerful kick
And I know the niggas like to travel in cliques
Tell 'em I got nothing to lose
These hood ass birds about to pay their dues
Finna grab my bat and take a swing or two
To the neck and all their homies finna sing the blues
I ain't afraid of no bird ass nigga, tryna scope my shit
Cuz when they heard my trigga, better hope they dipped
Forty miles an hour my dick, I got a whip
And I'll get your ass hit with the flick of a wrist
I check my doors compulsive
Making sure I locked it
Cuz I keep having nightmares of this f*cking ostrich tryna rob shit
Take my gun out, cock it
So when the flock gets here, I'll be ready to pop it
So we're sitting in the urgent care
My wife's water broke so I drove her there
When you're about to be a dad, nothing can compare
I soon learn that this bitch had a f*cking affair
Cuz the baby's a ostrich
What the f*ck, bitch?
You committed adultery, didn't wear a condom
And you never told me, now the babies retarded
I've been dreaming that often, always wake up bawling
F*ck you fast ass, gang banging, cocky pricks
Put you in a coffin bitch, you best be cautious bitch
The way you cocked my bitch, the only option is
Sara Mclaughlin, or else a bullet in your noggin, bitch
You're the reason I can't get no sleep
Scared I'm gonna catch them creepin with my hoe in the sheets
Next time I see them birdies running up in the streets
I'll chase 'em down with my scooter finna catch up to speed
Kinda hard to get away when you're flightless
I'll hop off my razor and I'll start to ride it
I startle him, we start truckin' down the road
Once I'm on his back I'm pulling out my scope
This is what you get for being a punk ass, forty mile an hour running
Piece of shit bird that's good for nothing
Reach for the trigger, now I'm finna pull it
Pump a couple in your dome, nigga eat the bullets
F*ck a ostrich nigga, I don't f*ck with them no more
Nah
No I don't, you know I don't
I never leave my house unlocked
I always walk around with a glock
In case a ostrich wanna come on my block
Then a ostrich nigga gonna get shot
Ostrich niggas run too quick
And who's to say the homie won't pull some shit
The nigga got a powerful kick
And I know the niggas like to travel in cliques
Tell 'em I got nothing to lose
These hood ass birds about to pay their dues
Finna grab my bat and take a swing or two
To the neck and all their homies finna sing the blues
I ain't afraid of no bird ass nigga, tryna scope my shit
Cuz when they heard my trigga, better hope they dipped
Forty miles an hour my dick, I got a whip
And I'll get your ass hit with the flick of a wrist
I check my doors compulsive
Making sure I locked it
Cuz I keep having nightmares of this f*cking ostrich tryna rob shit
Take my gun out, cock it
So when the flock gets here, I'll be ready to pop it
So we're sitting in the urgent care
My wife's water broke so I drove her there
When you're about to be a dad, nothing can compare
I soon learn that this bitch had a f*cking affair
Cuz the baby's a ostrich
What the f*ck, bitch?
You committed adultery, didn't wear a condom
And you never told me, now the babies retarded
I've been dreaming that often, always wake up bawling
F*ck you fast ass, gang banging, cocky pricks
Put you in a coffin bitch, you best be cautious bitch
The way you cocked my bitch, the only option is
Sara Mclaughlin, or else a bullet in your noggin, bitch
You're the reason I can't get no sleep
Scared I'm gonna catch them creepin with my hoe in the sheets
Next time I see them birdies running up in the streets
I'll chase 'em down with my scooter finna catch up to speed
Kinda hard to get away when you're flightless
I'll hop off my razor and I'll start to ride it
I startle him, we start truckin' down the road
Once I'm on his back I'm pulling out my scope
This is what you get for being a punk ass, forty mile an hour running
Piece of shit bird that's good for nothing
Reach for the trigger, now I'm finna pull it
Pump a couple in your dome, nigga eat the bullets
Writer: Braeden Liesner
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