Brazil ft. FGM Phil Lyrics

I stay in the game like i'm stuck in da field

If i'm not on the up then you can't get a deal

Talk my shit like I'm Phil

He tried to run off but the chop made him yield

I can't tell a bitch how I feel, for real

Bitch tried to use me asking for a bill

He kill in his raps but in person he scared

They calling me sammy the way i'm so trill

If he got the drop then I make him spill

Flow too sick it could've made you ill

Pull up to her crib then she know the drill

Big brah got a bitch and she came from brazil

Wont believe all the lies in my head that she fill

Rap shit too easy cant call it a skill

He said he got three but I gave him nil

He said I wont shoot but I know I will

You say you a man nigga you is a fan

Imma walk down in my vans and i'm letting it blast

He tried to run but we still on his ass

Said you want the smoke we walk up with no mask

I'm shooting bullet's nigga fuck a stance

I just want the head you can keep on ya pants

Factory glick put his ass inna past

Tryna be a big dog so I ain't coming last

He want a zip of some za he get taxed

He ain't tryna buy Then we get on his ass

That bitch let me fuck cause I threw her some jazz

But bitch I ain't dumb you ain't getting my cash

Brodie might slide on his rip drop a hunnit

I'm just tryna fuck imma keep it a hunnit

Cut off my man's cause he wasn't a hunnit

You can't tell me bout shit you ain't ran up a hunnit

Got off on him sold his lil ass a dummy

My Baltimore plug steady calling me dummy

My Baltimore bitch let me fuck like a dummy

You sliding for me imma slide for you dummy

Step on his block niggas know how we coming

Cut off that bitch cause she told me she love me

Just tryna fuck bitch i'm tryna get humpty

You can't spend the night so don't even get comfy

Out west ducking pot holes shit getting bumpy

Smack knocks on his face got his shit lookin lumpy

You chasing a high you ain't having you junkie

That bitch jumping wood to some wood like a monkey

Paper route we chasing money

I ain't what you need ain't gon lie to you honey

Bro setting up shop open monday to sunday

That lil boy ain't savage he straight from montgomery

I stay in the game like i'm stuck in da field

If i'm not on the up then you can't get a deal

Talk my shit like I'm Phil

He tried to run off but the chop made him yield

I can't tell a bitch how I feel, for real

Bitch tried to use me asking for a bill

He kill in his raps but in person he scared

They calling me sammy the way i'm so trill

If he got the drop then I make him spill

Flow too sick it could've made you ill

Pull up to her crib then she know the drill

Big brah got a bitch and she came from brazil

Wont believe all the lies in my head that she fill

Rap shit too easy cant call it a skill

He said he got three but I gave him nil

He said I wont shoot but I know I will

Know wrong shit make shit right

Why you buying a gun if you still gon fight

Jay scoring the drank imma get me a pint

Got a bad bitch cranking she saying i'm nice

Lemme give you a word of advice

Better grab you a gun or get sharp with the knife

These niggas be watching they creep in the night

Stop dealing with hoes and go find you a wife

If not go run up a hundred tonight

Tryna stay out the streets with a beat and a mic

And i'm loving this ting from brazil she my type

She a hell of a cooker she eat it up right

How the fuck you ain't catch him if lil bra stroffin

Im swerving on fifty I'm riding a foreign

I'm hearing the beeper it's four in the morning

It's cash app time we sliding to florida

One in my dip, i'm taking his rocket it stay on his hip

He been throwing up C's so i'm thinking he crip

But I'm making him bleed so his set gon trip

Lemme set shit straight I ain't rocking with either gang but any nigga getting hit

It's me and Guap taking shit down on the rip

Been cranking this shit since arm and a leg

I stay in the game like i'm stuck in da field

If i'm not on the up then you can't get a deal

Talk my shit like I'm Phil

He tried to run off but the chop made him yield

I can't tell a bitch how I feel, for real

Bitch tried to use me asking for a bill

He kill in his raps but in person he scared

They calling me sammy the way i'm so trill

If he got the drop then I make him spill

Flow too sick it could've made you ill