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- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2023
Lyrics
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Bitch its Brady two Brazy
My attitude is fuck you pay me
I'm getting high on it daily
I'm balling like Tracy McGrady
I really don't know why they hate me
I can see the fake shit up in HD
Got a gun on your hip, it don't phase me
Getting my money, that shit doesn't change me
Bitch its Brady two brazy
My attitude is fuck you pay me
I'm getting high on it daily
I'm balling like Tracy McGrady
I really don't know why they hate me
I can see the fake shit up in HD
Got a gun on your hip, it don't faze me
Getting my money, that shit doesn't change me
B-B Brady two brazy
Thirteen, thirteen
Had a young rich dream at thirteen
I was down bad nigga, really wasn't working
Had to knock on some doors, cut some grass for some money
One day my bro said, do you wanna smoke
We went to a friends, then we started blazing
We start making music, that shit sound amazing
Now look at the road that we motherfucking paving
That shit is outrageous
If I see your perc then I might as well face it
If I see your bitch then I might as well take it
I'm just a young nigga, I'm going through stages
They really wondering, is he gonna make it
I'm smoking this dope, yeah I'm motherfucking faded
If it aint about money, then why talk about it
I swear all these niggas is motherfucking childish
If u a real nigga, then motherfucking shout it
These niggas be snakes, these niggas be vipers
I moved from Dallas to motherfucking Tyler
You know I stay lit like a motherfucking lighter
Keep a gun on you if you ain't a fighter
Margiela on me, that bitch love my attire
If you can go high nigga, why not go higher
Bitch your broke as fuck, you really need to get hired
Bitch im dope as fuck , you can go ask my supplier
Bradytwobrazy and mlt runnin the motherfucking D.A.E.P
Remember the days we was running from laws
Like last week I was just telling him to stay off the streets
And im up and my back nigga just got a eat
I'm eating the green like a motherfucking feast
And I'm repping the gang and I'm repping the team
Bitch it's double IR and it's 4EP
Catch a fuck nigga snitching, we gonna kill him and murder the witness
She sucking me up until that bitch got locked jawl
I had to tell her to stay in the kitchen
I had to tell her to quit all that bitchin
I swear that these niggas don't get it
Glock tuck, I don't really fuck with Smithins
And the bullet for you and the bullet for y'all, y'all can get it
Don't fuck with the gang cause your gang get diminished
I swear to god that I'm a motherfucking menace
I'm running this shit to the motherfucking finish
I'm balling so hard that they thought I was pippen
Brady two brazy, ye he bout his business
Look in my pockets you thought i was crippin
Codiene on me and a nigga stay sipping
I kill a opp then its back to tha millions
Bitches Brady too brazy, my attitude is fuck you pay me
I'm getting high on it daily, I'm balling like Tracy McGrady
I really don't know why they hate me
I can see the fake shit up in HD
Got a gun in your hip, it don't phase me
Getting my money, that shit doesn't change me
Bitches Brady too brazy, my attitude is fuck you pay me
I'm getting high on it daily, I'm balling like Tracy McGrady
I really don't know why they hate me
I can see the fake shit up in HD
Got a gun in your hip, it don't phase me
My attitude is fuck you pay me
I'm getting high on it daily, I'm balling like Tracy McGrady
I really don't know why they hate me
I can see the fake shit up in HD
Got a gun in your hip, it don't phase me
Getting my money, that shit doesn't change me
Bitches Brady too brazy, my attitude is fuck you pay me
I'm getting high on it daily, I'm balling like Tracy McGrady
I really don't know why they hate me
I can see the fake shit up in HD
Got a gun in your hip, it don't phase me
Give me my money, that shit doesn't change me
Bitches braided too brazy
My attitude is fuck you pay me
I'm getting high on it daily
I'm ballin' like Tracy McGrady
I really don't know why they hate me
I can see the fake shit up in HD
Got a gun in your hip, it don't phase me
Give me my money, that shit doesn't change me