Brazy

Brazy, Brazy

Honeykomb Brazy

Know we pop out like raccoons ****

It go boom, **** (It go boom)

(Tay Keith, fuck these **** up)

I don't even do that for real (Do that for real)

When I pop out, they lookin' cockeyed

Got a four-five right in the door side

I'm rockin' one way like a dead end

I don't see how these **** play both sides

Get 'em gone, now he can't ride with no side

I ain't got feelings in a motion

All it take one time for me to see your ho side, I'ma fuck a **** over

That ain't how I ride, She in the front seat I'm like get out, My dog in the front seat that's how I slide

If she ride she ridin' like I ride, Throw that ho in the back like some zaza (Yeah)

I'm bangin' red like some hot fries

This a plato way back tho, money on my head on my last leg, I'm finessin' bread out a fat ho

I ain't got nun' against fat folks, I was gone for a minute, I'm back though

Came home kicked straight through the back door

They don't wanna see me all black mode (Why?)

Nothin' but dracos & Halos

.38 with my grandma potatoes (Brazy), It came off the kitchen table, Favor for a favor

Trigger trade 'em, then connect his ass like some cable

I be slam dunkin' like Tim Dunkin, on all my haters

I tell 'em everybody ain't Kane, Why they try to tell me everybody ain't Able

How the fuck you gon' tell me that **** won't change, When I already seen the **** name on papers (Free Gates)

You ain't getting no money bitch I got slow money, we call that turtle check

Get you whacked for some show money, we goin' all the way up like a turtle neck

Ain't never heard of that, these **** funny as fuck, Lil' Duval

I need me another pack, you know I be moving shit like a U-Haul

My hustle too raw, I used to sit in the trap with the lights off

Stick on the side of me, I'm really street, They know I'm by ya'll

I cussed out the teacher, Fucked hoes in the bleachers

Even went to church & talked shit to the preacher

Hit a **** with that street sweeper, then walked off scratchin' my ass like Felicia

I came from nothin' I was just in the junt, That's why I be reppin' strong

I'm feeling like Elroy, I be tellin' bitches that's Versace you steppin' on

I gotta keep my weapon on me, I'm from Mobile you know it ain't safe

I'm feeling like Birdman, took some Cash Money went & bought me a Drac'

Yeah, yeah

Yeah, yeah

Uh, yeah, yeah

Ayy, this that brazy shit

This that brazy shit

This that brazy shit, yeah

This that brazy shit, yeah

This that brazy shit, yeah

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