Lor Scoota - Bird Flu lyrics [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

Lor Scoota
DJ Manny
We in this bitch

[hook]
Hachoo! I think I got the bird flu
Im tired of selling packs I think I need a bird or two
Hachoo! I think I got the bird flu
Im tired of selling packs I think i need a bird or two
We selling scramble, coke, and smack(7x)
Keep them junkies coming back

[verse 1]
We selling scramble, coke, and smack
The dope so good I let the junkie hit it once
He damn near had a heart attack
If you cop from me I guarantee you coming right back
We got that real morphine
You niggas using percocet
Im in the trap counting stacks
On point like a tat
Selling dope out the house
Blowing smoke out my mouth
Got the ratchet on deck
The 40 right under the couch
These niggas say they selling drugs, but they just like to run they mouth
He ain't never sold a drug, and he ain't never caught a charge
All that faking that he doing, they need to charge his ass with fraud
Talking bout you seen 50 grams
Nigga yeah ard
Only thing you sold was nickle bags of Reggie for your aunt
I dont even like to brag
Bu-bu-but sometimes I flaunt
Hit the kitty, grab 500 jus-jus-just ta stunt
Ima spend at least 40-50 dollars on blunts
I ain't stingy, drug money gonna buy you what you want

Hachoo! I think I got the bird flu
Im tired of selling packs I think I need a bird of two
Hachoo! I think I got the bird flu
Im tired of selling packs I think i need a bird or two
We selling scramble, coke, and smack(7x)
Keep these junkies coming back

[verse 2]
I got the raw, real raw
I give it to 'em raw
Raw in the twenty-twenty bags, coke inside the jar
Let the fein taste the coke, he said he couldn't feel him jaw
I called the plug and old him thumbs up "good job"
Right back on the block
Im selling drugs like its a job
Junkies walking round the block
I got 'em lined up on the wall
The dope crouds look like after school at Mondawmin Mall
I got 100 pills on me
On my way to hit this mall
Ima keep on selling drugs
Fuck the distribution law
Im plugged in with all the plugs
They know im a trap star
Make something out of nothing
Turn a ounce into a jar
And if you fuck up with that money, ima have to take you off

[Hook]
Hachoo! I think I got the bird flu
Im tired of selling packs I think I need a bird or two
Hachoo! I think i got the bird flu
Im tired of selling packs I think I need the bird flu
We selling scramble, coke, and smack(7x)
Keep the junkies coming back