BruceBannr Lyrics

I can't stop till my pockets is swollen

What I'm touching, that shit, it be golden

Talk to God and he said that I'm chosen

Soul intact but they think that I sold it

Niggas get clout and they start losing focus

Me and my niggas get the shit the motion

If I walking in I might cause a commotion

That situation look it kinda hopeless

Thought I fixed it but fuck it, got better to do

On these charts like sativa go higher than you

I'm the villain in this story but Majin Buu

Fucked your bitch, man, I'm sorry, I had nothing to do

I was broke yesterday, today pull up in coupe

A few inches taller, Balenci my shoes

Pick these bitches from the crowd, yeah, I fuck 'em in groups

I point and I pick 'em like "you, you and you"

This the life that I'm living, I'm superstar Lu'

This some regular shit, to you this shit the news

This my passion, I never do this shit for views

Crackin the wock in the Sprite or the Fanta

Can barely talk, yeah, I'm sipping Bruce Banner

The purp' in the green bottle, need me a hammer

I can't buy her no rose but I'm fucking a "Amber"

Yeah, I love me some hoes and I chill with the scammers

And I know if you ratchet, this probably your anthem

She said she wanna fuck without sayng please, so I teach her some manners

Crackin the wock in the Sprite or the Fanta

Can barely talk, yeah, I'm sipping Bruce Banner

The purp' in the green bottle, need me a hammer

I can't buy her no rose but I'm fucking a "Amber"

Yeah, I love me some hoes and I chill with the scammers

And I know if you ratchet, this probably your anthem

She said she wanna fuck without sayng please, so I teach her some manners

Yeah, I'm poppin' the Xanax, I'm on one we mixin' the wock with the Fanta

Said she don't fuck on the first night, I don't love her so I know that she gotta go

Bitch, I'm just horny, what the fuck you mean, I ain't takin' it slow

You just one of my hoes

But girl, that don't mean that I never love you

You got too many bodies, I can never cuff you

You left him for me so I can never trust you

In the right situation, you probably go switch if someone show you somethin'

Like how you ended up fuckin' with me

Loyalty test, you get passed to the team

You crave attention and you want the green

You not part of the dream

Double cup, walk in the section

I can't do no love and affection

This wack rapper all in my mentions

Say he wanna blow up, yeah, he need attention

I might go fuck on his bitch and her best friend

You too wack, you should stop, you got too many yes-men

Bitch, what is you sayin'? Cause nobody gets it

Pop up in the city and do him so dirty, Leave him underground

Man, I swear that these boys cannot fuck with the sound

Smoke on a opp pack, wasn't even a pound

Just looked through your gram, boy, you bad and you down

I just left you on read, now you look like a clown