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Birds Video (MV)




Performed By: Tra$h Dog
Length: 3:12
Written by: Logan Misegadis




Tra$h Dog - Birds Lyrics




When's the last time you were invincible
You could tell your blood boiled
You coming over
We started over
I'm older
And still doing this
Yeah we get it
You 25
And never had a real job
But I went to school to f*ck off
Not your role model
Not your stand by
Left in cold tomes
The world can go by
I read my verses aloud
To an empty amphitheater
I'm more man now
That I float in ether
Beer in my hand
Weed in the bag
My seats made of sand
Rally up the paladins
Shower with enemy
You a slow starter
Then imma be the gasoline
Spark a match
And camera flash to me
Up top in a tree
Whole crowd like
How he do that
It's like magic when he rap
Tra$h can spit boom bap
Tra$h can split bar tabs
But cash for the lard ass
Makes stash pockets harder to access
Tuck my tummy in
It's where I hide my assets

You ever turn ya brain on too early
When the birds still chirping
And you've been up late
Since the night before
But you don't give a f*ck
You finna get yours

How I'm failing?
Bitch I made it
You go crazy
When I said it
I need some people I can break the law with
Nobody in the squad a snitch
She thottie with a bralette
And she ain't coming if she ain't bringing a bitch
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When's the last time you were invincible
You could tell your blood boiled
You coming over
We started over
I'm older
And still doing this
Yeah we get it
You 25
And never had a real job
But I went to school to f*ck off
Not your role model
Not your stand by
Left in cold tomes
The world can go by
I read my verses aloud
To an empty amphitheater
I'm more man now
That I float in ether
Beer in my hand
Weed in the bag
My seats made of sand
Rally up the paladins
Shower with enemy
You a slow starter
Then imma be the gasoline
Spark a match
And camera flash to me
Up top in a tree
Whole crowd like
How he do that
It's like magic when he rap
Tra$h can spit boom bap
Tra$h can split bar tabs
But cash for the lard ass
Makes stash pockets harder to access
Tuck my tummy in
It's where I hide my assets

You ever turn ya brain on too early
When the birds still chirping
And you've been up late
Since the night before
But you don't give a f*ck
You finna get yours

How I'm failing?
Bitch I made it
You go crazy
When I said it
I need some people I can break the law with
Nobody in the squad a snitch
She thottie with a bralette
And she ain't coming if she ain't bringing a bitch
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Writer: Logan Misegadis
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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