Kodak Black drops the official video for “Little Birdie” on YouTube. The video is posted by Capitol Records and shows the rapper in a simple setting.
Key Takeaways
- Official music video released on Kodak Black’s YouTube channel
- Video posted by Capitol Records with links to Kodak Black’s social media
- Song title is “Little Birdie” performed solely by Kodak Black
The YouTube page lists the title as “Kodak Black – Little Birdie [Official Music Video]”. In the description the song is also called “Lil Birdie”. The page links to Kodak Black’s Facebook, Instagram, SoundCloud and Spotify profiles. The video has quickly gathered many views and comments from fans.
Kodak Black is a well known rapper from Florida. He has released many songs that talk about his life and struggles. “Little Birdie” follows his usual style of honest lyrics and direct delivery. The track does not list any featured singers, so it is a solo performance.
The video uses a low‑key color palette and simple camera work. Kodak stands in front of a plain backdrop while the camera moves slowly. The focus stays on his face and the words he says. The style matches the calm mood of the song.
Lyrically, the song talks about staying true to yourself and dealing with pressure. Kodak uses everyday language that fans can understand. The verses are short and the hook repeats the title. This makes the song easy to remember and sing along with.
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In short, “Little Birdie” shows Kodak Black in a relaxed setting while he shares his thoughts. The video is easy to watch and the song is easy to follow. Fans can follow the links in the description to stay updated on new releases.
Little Birdie Lyrics by Kodak Black
[Intro]
(Two monkey, you are not my monkey)
One monkey
Two monkey (You are not my maluki)
I don’t know if they payin’ homage, either way I’m in they pocket
[?] and DJ Frisco my cousin’, this my man’s baby cousin and they fuckin’
[Verse]
Baby girl you cute, I like you, naw but you ain’t really hittin’ on nothin’
Doin’ his time, here day for day, I ain’t really missin’ no nothin’
I’ll rock it with you, but lately I ain’t been gettin’ that same vibe
Everytime I’m goin’ through my pain you entertained by
You know whats been goin’ on in my head, what I be trippin’ bout?
I wish I get the same love that I be dishin’ out
I wish my brother send my kite so I can fly us somethin’
Deep down inside, I’m sad as fuck, but I can’t cry for nothing
My heart be weak, my swear to god man ain’t no tears fallin’
They want that shit, I’ll spin my back, they ain’t know was out there robbin’
My lady be playin’ games, but I ain’t gon’ lose no sleep about it
So I’m just gon’ put that shit on wack, ain’t gon’ greave about it
We’ll speak to [?] brother, with Versace linin’
I’m givin’ you glincin’ of some weekend shit, called “Project Livin'”
Any mention with my trap friends ain’t really different
With a Mac-10 from back then when I was in the trenches
A nigga shit on me one time tryina get even with you
Thought you were birdin’ at my nigga, I had to believe it in ya
Out here steppin’ by myself cause I don’t need a hitta
This shit deeper than rap, they love be cause I’m a real nigga
I’m the truth, I ain’t gotta cap
Fucked the inner booth then I ain’t got no rap
All my jewelry on, I tote my pistol everywhere
So they don’t know that thuggin boy, ain’t you a millionare?
I’m a slang this cane and bust a brain and the crack hard
Demure boss, I put my private plane in your backyard
Heard from a eater you be tweetin’ like you some demon, and I’m ain’t
Only reason reason I broke fifty if its some [?], all that
Stamped out fresh peppermint, my breath don’t stank
Get that money, boy I’m rushin’; let her still move out your bae
And for the culture, I’m vegan, zoolin’ it
I’m a muthafuckin’ vulture, yous a stupid jit
I’m finna be landin’ with those switches then I’m shittin’ on your head
On on the curve, early bird
Need to get this money first, you reach in the evening? Gun alert
Got two three days, like B2K, you pull up and you get served
Who I be killin’? For the most part I be chillin’, so now you know
Ain’t go no chicken, but you be tender bout these bitches
How’d that go?
Boy I get messy, like I’m broke but got that dirt bank
If she got some sense she’ll let me hit it on the first day
You ain’t no killer bitch ass nigga, you the birthday
And for my birthday all I wanted was a perc cake
I’m robbin’; real stole jit, use to steal clothes
I’m to outdated for birdbrained niggas and real hoes
[Outro]
Track, FN, switch
They swear they game, but all them niggas f’n switch
You know what I mean? They better be ready for these switches
You know what I mean? They finna be swimmin’ with the fishes
