Brownies Lyrics

Fuck is going on

Ain't no more chilling on my throne

316 I am him and I'm home

Better check your tone

Aiming at your neck or the dome Get a nigga straightened out like a comb no Diddy

At the top stand alone run my whole city

I don't need a girlfriend couple hoes with me

Murder shit Young C be my witness

I don't need a bitch for love if she with me then it's business

So break bread these bullets got no names

When I'm shooting dodge hits muthafuckas better play dead

Like a corpse leave your limbs all sorts

This a sport I ain't passing when the ball in my court

Like a hog we rolling up all logs Certified no boundaries I'm running through all walls

You can't stop me one of one couldn't copy

I'm cocky awareness one hundred you niggas sloppy

And off brand I'm swimming through quick sand

Seeing life slow motion I pivot and switch plans

Been a man grip a band niggas been a fan

If she don't benefit the brand she ain't interesting

Soft linen I'm winning like white women with a first round pick

And their kids coming out cinnamon

Fuck a lotto my motto been full throttle

I pedal it to the floor

Swerving without the bottle