She should really let me go, she should really let me go, she should really let me go...

She on a diet of Brak'

She wanna die feeling *ah!*

She on a diet of Brak'

She wanna die feeling *ah!*

She on a diet of Brak'

She wanna die feeling *ah*

She on a diet of Brak'

She wanna die feeling *ah!*

I know she got taste cos she fuckin' with Brak', Got her own *ah* - got her own swag,

She cute and bad, sour and sweet, smell like Strawbz and Red Jeans

Got her own *ah*, Got her own crib, she wanna jump on the Brak' brick,

But I wanna stack, might forget to call back, *ah!* - she'll understand

Holler her back when I'm tryna pam, Jackie Brown - she flyyyy, wanna go *ah*-Dam,

She wanna flex in my Gramm., flexin' my garms on her snap,

She can chat to other **** - they ain't me,

I can *ah*, *ah*, *ah*

She on a diet of Brak'

She wanna die feeling *ah!*

She on a diet of Brak'

She wanna die feeling *ah!*

She on a diet of Brak'

She wanna die feeling *ah!*

She on a diet of Brak'

She wanna die feeling *ah!*

She should really let me go, she should really let me go, she should really let me go....

How can you listen to that Brak' guy? All he does is talk about himself, think he next lightskin Kanye or something...

...Get the fuck outta here with that foogazi T-Pain, Afro-futuristic Grime bullshit.

*KMT*