Brady Lyrics

I'm at the concert and I turned it consequential

Mess around with us and then we turn you to a vegetable

I'm always smoking good gas, only medical

All these bitches asking questions, hypothetical

What you doin now lil brudda

I told 'em mind your business

If you ain't be trappin with me, you will never witness

Everything I said I'll do, I've fuckin done it brother

Go back home to daddy's crib so all y'all guys fuck each other

I pack a lethal weapon in my pants that rhyme with Glock

I be in my own new lane, this shit'll never stop

I just made 100k, I put that shit in stocks

All my money constipated, so it'll never drop

Greg James, how'd you get your G pass

Your baby mama gave me neck just like a giraffe

They been sayin that I'm underrated and I'm over that

You don't really care that much, you're just like Doja cat

Bitches they be barkin huh? I think it's comical

I'm really on my villain arc, I'm feelin diabolical

Yeah I needa take a trip, somewhere tropical

Maybe I could go to Mars, astronomical

Producing all these songs like I'm a factory

But if you really knew me it would actually blow your mind

So let's get back to class lil brother, no need to waste the time

UNH Hop and Grind, yeah I skip the line

Yeah I'm the Nissan, I'm feeling ultimate

How it really be son? I seen you sulking bitch

You crying with the Louis on? I think you're fuckin cursed

Fuck all of that bullshit brother, and just get back to work

I be in the gym like everyday and I be meditating

Seen it in these pussy's eyes, they really fuckin waiting

Wanting me to slip up, but I got skates on

Look me in my eyes lil brudda, go on and say somethin

It sound like you can barely breathe, you need a respirator

Voice be sounding really wack, just like you're Darth Vader

All that dick sucking that you doin, do you need a lozenge

Sorry I won't give it to you, I'm too busy bossin

I'm with the mob layin low, stayin alias

English is my second language only speak to aliens

Keep it quiet on the diet, yeah it's inconspicuous

Everybody sayin shit but nobody be doin it

Undercover cop, yeah I know about your tendencies

I don't want to talk, fuck you, you're my enemy

Why you actin like a Scrooge, I'll call you Ebeneezer

Balding and you're 23, lookin like a fuckin geezer

All my money body builders cause my pockets overweight

I sip the wok and talk the talk, so bitch get out my fuckin face

Yeah I got some new shoes, but they ain't Ja Morant's

Took them off the Nike store for real I just don't understand

Man didn't break a law, and bitches still tweaking

Karen's over sharing information, nerding straight to geeking

This song right here for my brother Brady

Yeah I love and miss you dog, I hope you're up there safely

Yeah, I know that you be up there and you bumping to it

Yeah, you know how we be moving, there ain't nothin to it