Orty - Birds Lyrics

I don't wanna hear opinions, leave that shit for the birds
Point a shovel at a critique, make him bury his words
Then leave him there in the dirt, wait
F*ck is it they lookin' at?
Y'all tend to stare like a flirt, and that's okay
I got bodies in my closet and skeletons in my trunk
Find a hobby cause f*ckas only like to get drunk
I got dank in my papers, blades for my haters
Kamehameha & leave a crater
You can't be the greatest if I'm greater
If I'm the greatest then there's not chance that you'll achieve it later
So do yourself a favor and find another way to get paper
Ya'll egging me on like haters
I turn the beat on you play this
Give me the knife I fillet it
Record it replay it
Go head and save it so you can say that you witness greatness
Apologies for lateness
These rappers leaving ya'll hanging with how commercial they be
That's why my circle is me
Hold up, you can't get a verse for free
Broke bitches on my news feed begging for money they want a purse for free
Making OnlyFans and tryna sell they content
Now they claiming they don't work for free
Gah damn, it be bum hoes, broke bitches they don't get it
Say that she a trophy wife but I can't build a house with it
I'm out with it
Dippin' to the Benjamins if I'm thinking these rappers not about business
They clout chasin'
I'm tryna get a publishing deal so I can start house flippin'
Gasoline on fire and these f*ckers getting doused in it
Doused in it, doused in it
Huh, man these f*ckas getting doused in it