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ishaan the rit god - birds do fly lyrics

[intro]

rit rit rit rit
sh+t was crazy growing up
d n+ggas, rit rit
birds do fly n+gga
rit rit rit rit
birds do fly

[verse1]

mama did the best she could when we was coming up
bright days, ice cream trucks, kids running up
young n+gga with a black glock, bouta let it buss
had that n+gga white t red, i’m like what the f+ck
living on the craft made me grow up fast
f+ck pokemon cards, imma get cash
high school days, that’s back when danny was free
i had a goofy b+tch think she was married to me
woke up with a b+tch from the nightclub
run up on you, light you up like a light bulb
melting cheese, b+tches slobbing on my papa john
balling hard, snitches singing like they chaka khan
counted chicken, then i started investing in moves
haters bouncing off the ropes just like wrestling moves
no cartoons, my n+ggas was road running
money longer than a limousine at homecoming
[hook]

rit rit i’m too high n+gga
slice that pie n+gga, why ask why n+gga
gon head and try n+gga, touch that sky n+gga
hoes do lie n+gga, birds do fly n+gga
rit rit i’m too high n+gga
slice that pie n+gga, why ask why n+gga
gon head and try n+gga, touch that sky n+gga
hoes do lie n+gga, birds do fly n+gga

[verse 2]

when i die, it’s gon be a rit rit world
i’m bouta hit miami beach with a dream girl
feeling like coach k, i’m making the plays
i was focused, making chicken like captain jays
i went from shanene’s to lisa raye’s
i put the lines on yo face like some yeezy shades
making investments, walking out the exit with the chicken
slave master whips got these haters cotton picking
pulled up, trunk slamming, call it blake griffin
the b+tch you got engaged with is in my twitter mentions
if you a bad boy, we gon send you to detention
f+ck hoes and send em home, i sent them a suspension
free danny, that boy was on a f+cking mission
he doing football numbers, he in the double digits
m.i,a counting chicken, watching the lions
10 bands if you putting you bread on the giants
f+cking with the arab n+ggas at the g station
cop a suit for a week, cuz i’m g making
i need bankrolls, i don’t waste time hating
i’m in that new thang feeling like i’m speed racing
we entrepreneurs, hustle for incoming tours
with shakers and movers, that’s why we iced like a cooler
counting the lettuce, burn beef like a great cook
i’m phil jackson, i’m about to make a playbook n+gga
[hook]

- ishaan the rit god lyrics

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