[Verse 1: Sam Bra** Knuckles]
You can think thoughts, but you can't speak talk
Cause you a finch
b**h you just a finch
I could snap your bones like twigs
Yeah, it would be a cinch
I could do it with a pinch
I'm 5'10", you barely an inch
After I k** you, you won't be missed
Will you ever lay another egg? You wish
I hope you gave your f**in' family a good-bye kiss
But I bet you couldn't cause you don't have lips
[Hook: Arslan Arshad]
Finch, you so small
Yeah, I've got a bullet with your name on it
b**h, quit flying
Matter of fact, go ahead cause tonight you'll be dying
f**in' finch
[Verse 2: Sam Bra** Knuckles]
So many birds this album dissed
We're only up to #6 and I'm already pissed
4 more to go, f** this
Wings thin like paper and they tear just as easy
And your head pops from a little bit of squeezing like a grape
Ugh, your guts are so greasy like a cheeseburger
Except you ain't cheesy like a cheesecake
Except you ain't pleasing to my taste
You think I'm fake
You must not see me
Don't you know what they say about seeing?
Apparently it's the same thing as believing
You little finch f**er, stop your goddamn singing
How the f** are you so loud if your lungs are so teeny
I'll rip 'em out of your chest and make you quit breathing
Dangle them in front of your face cause I like teasing
So cold I breathe on you, you start freezing
Your body stays here but your spirit is leaving
[Hook: Arslan Arshad]
Finch, you so small
Yeah, I've got a bullet with your name on it
b**h, quit flying
Matter of fact, go ahead cause tonight you'll be dying
f**in' finch