Bird Bath

[Verse 1: Rick Ross] Give a nigga leg room, that's what I said to him Recognize this face, we do the peace sign to 'em Niggas standing and whispering, I'm like "fuck what they talking" Stay cool, clutch guns while I'm walking Hope they stop and duck while I'm sparking Introduce their mom to a homicide sergeant Flaming your apartment, slug through your carpet Two bricks of scale, top shelf in your closet You ratting on the cartel which was nonsense A code of silence, I feel a bitch should know If you open your mouth I feel a bitch should go Hit the quick vote, okay, slit your throat Make sure here she's not fit to flow This the vote, cool, nigga My fellas, this ain't something that your bitch should know If they asking about me, hey, I kick the flow It's hit and go, hit the do', hit the dough Hit the dro, get some mo' Flip a bird, but I gotta spit some mo' Sip some Mo' in the 8-4, yo, bitch, lay low Any debts I pay fo', spray fo' Satisfying the mix with the yayo And I was locked up on the 8th flo' [Verse 2: Noah] I'm walking out the house while it's bright and early Just hung up the phone, [?] is ready to serve me Gotta meet 'em by the dock, see, I buy the boatload Don't trust no niggas, but my vatos loco When you're me pistols are rarely needed With these prices I'm strictly business and I mean it Seven gram a block, I'm moving seventy in seven days Got seven distributes in seven different states We money mates, we never break the [?] We get your tongue froze from that uncut taste We millionaire thugs making exchanges in sway lucks Poke us in on distribution with cassettes and drugs Never ever gunplay, that's for the broke, I let my mouth teach Walking with a two point three in the bag South Beach Making deals, spending expensive wheels for thrills Counting money so late, man, you gotta pop a pill Receiving money and load, copping kilos from boats Before this, you know our steelo was strictly cutting [?] Extortion involving bloody ransom notes Now it's kingpin folks and hundred pound cocaine quotes [Hook: Noah] It's a bird bath, we move a hundred a week The player price which can never be beat Not by a nigga on these city streets Trying to push a two gram just to get on his feet This is a bath of birds served by [?] Prices you never heard, yeah, my flake is nice So what I'm young and I keep the caine? If you come up short that's a bullet to the brain [Verse 3: Rick Ross] I could break down a brick Never *snorting noises* even though I stay around the shit Spray around some shit, bound to get surround your clique You was looking for respect, but you found a clip From the sound, shit, the fo' pound found your rib Have to wet your crib so I can drown your kids My nigga Jabar who down on a bid Copped this bitch a Benz to get around for the kids Y'all fake hustlers, busters, I'll cut ya You signing to who? So fuck ya Musher when I clutch the bitch boy gutter Box cutter, move with every word you utter [Verse 4: Noah] A bird bathtub, you cats will puff herb slaps By 5 pm I've been in my third [?] Serving crabs, elevated to birds Calimate the first, celebrated then splurged On iceberg and slow, invite birds More than nine birds,you saying the right words My sight blurred with teflon light [?] Twenty karat ice work, Prada shoes, nice shirt Still know it's a pill strapped, cock back, kill tracks Steel bats, peel windshields back for that crack Still rap, block niggas feel that, yeah yeah, feel that [Hook]