Lemonade - Brayskoo: Şarkı Sözleri, Müzik Videoları ve Konserler

Lemonade

Hip-Hop/Rap

Lemonade adlı parça albümünün bir parçası olarak 6015197 Records DK tarafından 11 Temmuz 2024 tarihinde yayınlandıLemonade - Single

Şarkı Bilgileri

AlbümLemonade - Single

Çıkış Tarihi11 Temmuz 2024

Firma6015197 Records DK

Melodiklik

Akustiklik

Valence

Dans Edilebilirlik

Enerji

BPM141

GENEL BAKIŞ

ŞARKI SÖZLERI

Müzik Videosu

Müzik Videosu

Krediler

COMPOSITION & LYRICS

Braylen Ray

Songwriter

Şarkı sözleri

I had to drop few bags on these **** to show These lil **** that i'm really lit

Remember when we had to walk to the store just to Get the ingredients to make a brick

Get to blasting the ARP, you see the flash, you Would think that Lil Brayskoo was taking a pic

Catch me a opp **** lacking, I'm going to flush his Ass like Lil Brayskoo was taking a shit

Oh, that's Gucci lemonade? Nah, this Brayskoo Mini-made

I got addicted to getting that money, I think I fell in love with getting paid

And I'm addicted to bad bitches, but I think y'all Already knew that shit anyway

Throw the tuddy, Tim Tebow, you not a bully boy, You's not Deebo

See him through the door, shot his ass through the Peephole

Come hard in the paint, bitch, I ball like D-Rose

Swing me a regions, you know that I need those

Damn, I too geeked off the tree, bro. I too geeked Off the motherfucking za

This shit that I'm smokin' could crank up a car

After I catch me a opp **** lacking, I go to the crib, Roll him up in a Gar

That boy tryna run, but he did not get far

Know we chased his down, shot his ass in the car

And you know that I emptied the clip

I told you if I catch that ****, he is getting flipped

**** know that we put belt to ass

My bro want the bitch then you know I throw shit Off the glass

**** know I get off like the flash

And if 12 get behind me, you know that Lil' Bray did The dash

Drop a bag on his head, cause you know that Lil' Bray wanna see that boy up on a T-shirt

She told me to eat it for breakfast and dinner, and You know the dick was a dessert

Been walkin' on beats, that's why Lil' Brayskoo been Saying his motherfuckin' feet hurt

Me and brodie just like Shaq and Kobe

Balling on these **** just like Ginóbili

Got a white boy named Zach with a brother named Cody

That will get your ass, gon' lace you with Oxycodine

**** know that my motherfuckin' flow mean

Get a bad bitch, take it out, he ain't lo mein

Or I take the bitch to get hibachi

Your **** not on man, that boy wear huaraches

She get to actin' up, the bitch gettin' takis

Damn, I'm lovin' these hoes on my body

**** get 200 pumped with the shotty

I got 33 shots in the clip, just like Scottie

I cannot beef with no ****

I just sent my young **** to put some shots in his Body

**** got hit with the switch

Got the Glock on the dresser while fuckin' his bitch

Rollin' fat woods in the back of the scat with a freak Hoe thats been waitin' to eat on the dick

If I like you, then Brayskoo a trick

Paparazzi, you can't take a pic

I just bought an AP, but I can't tell the time

Cause these motherfuckin' diamonds they hit

**** turn up, livin like G-Way

In the box, goin' fast on the freeway

He don't wanna be cooli, we leave him like Fooli

And leave that boy dead on his B-Day

Spin back to back like a CD on replay

Catch me at PJ, my flight just got delayed

**** know that I'm talkin' my shit

And I'm cuttin' the beat like a DJ named D-Ray

Damn, Damn, Damn, Damn,

Lil' ****, don't slip off the drill

Try to run off, but that **** trip

**** know that we walk his ass down

put the Glock to a lip

In the stu Brayskoo get to a bag

I be thinkin' bout bars

Cause I'm gettin' off the gas

Let a **** in, this motherfucker and

He talkin' tough, he gon' get on his ass

You can die if you try to play around with the cash

That's the sound of Lil' Bray on your ass

They thinking Lil'Brayskoo was Jason

When I'm on the drill, you know I got a mask

If I get locked up, you know Lil' Bray never snitch

Can't tell on my brother

**** thinkin' I'm workin' at Pizza Hut

Way I pop up with that motherfuckin' cutter

You a **** that I put to work

I tell your bitch I clean her motherfuckin' gutter

You will get shot for sayin

Bray a rat ****

I am not a motherfuckin' gunna

Got some wet shit

Fine like no other

I told her she got it bad

Just like she Usher

Beat her motherfuckin' back in

You know that I bust in her mouth

Like a motherfuckin' Gusher

Damn, Bray, how the fuck you just spit

When I get on the beat like a blayblade, I rip it

**** say he tryna roast

So you know im a bake his ass just Rotisserie Chicken

Quarterback, but I still get the blitzin'

Line it up, ****, know that we hittin'

**** thinkin' that Lil' Bray was a frisbee

The way that that bih kept on motherfuckin' Spinnin'

She asked me what my favorite hobby

I said that Lil' Bray like to get to the cho'

When I got to the crib

Put the dick in the rib

She was holdin' my pants at the door

Pedal to metal

My foot on y'all throat

The Golden State Warriors

The way that she choke

I might pull up and shoot for the middy

Cause you know Lil' Bray is the motherfuckin' GOAT

**** callin' me Pennywise

By the way

I get on beats and I motherfuckin' flow

Clutchin', got the Glock in my fuckin' coat

Think that Lil Bray was so Icy my neck is on froze

****

Written by: Braylen Ray

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