Minor Byrd Lyrics - You Am I

Minor Byrd
At my nan's I wasn't thinkin
over boiled beans and chicke
Something cool fell in my juice cu
sudden I could lie and make stuff u
Is that wh
my future's so bright
So strap in and g
the backyard rock sho
When all city folk got souther
paint my face up with my brothe
Uncle choked and started shakin
over whiskey, eggs and baco
Is that wh
our nights look so bright
So strap in and g
Backyard rock show.