DAD KIDS ft. BRE $KII Lyrics

Yeaa

It's the Voice

Bre Ski Man

Yeaa

Yeaa

You ready

Fa sure

Yeaa

I'm pregnant with a bigger bag

Coming for everything i never had

It's my turn

And I never been the type to brag

You plotting on ya mans

Then you been a fag

Ain't even have his kids yet

But he been attached (Listen)

I'm eating off of talent

Got the Juice, and I'm selling by the galloon

Wake and bake, meditate, then I'm balanced

And, only if it's me against me its a challenge

We livin better

Head in the game, bish we thinking clever

You talkin money, and we weighing

Then we weighing better

Got the bars like Kic Kac, I say it better

And, even if I was mitch match

My drip is wetter

(Yea)

It's money all in my complexation

Skin glowin, Ass growin, yea im flexin

And I come with good pussy it's a blessing

The way I move that muscle it's domestic

Never average, my chill mode savage

Solid

If it's fake you can have it

He talking horse and carriage for the marriage

We tryna do it right don't want no Bastards

But, imma Bastard

And I ain't got no Masters

But I got the same money under the mattress

Lit

I'm the lighter, and the matches

I'm teaching bitches so I'm skipping all the classes

Silently

My brother flew me out privately

Locked in with myself

Yea none of you bitches can bother me

He said he proud of me, I told him bitch prada me

He want the Coochie I told him cop the Gucci

I want the Fendi, the minute that you bend me

Like my Nigga mean to these bitches, he ain't friendly (yea)

Fuck all that brother shit

My lil brother breaded like a biscuit with the Syrup drip

(Bree Ski man)

Yeaa

Clllit Booww on ya dumb ass

Imma put it like this

Bree like Curry

Voice pass to assist

Bloodline deep

Every trap gettin ripped

Blue soda

6 Ounces in it

Ridin off some Nip (Whop)

Lets go

Speeding down the Turn Pike

120

Foreign thing baby

Niggas know we get a lot of money

Almightly baby

Bree Ski Whoppatar bundles

Carry every fucking beat that I'm on

I do not fumble

Member summer 15 I was sellin dimes

Spittin me a couple rhymes

Commit a couple crimes

Lucky that I'm still breathing free

I ain't lyin

Young hot head

South Trenton where you find me (Aye)

South Berve

I be buying clothes give me designer (Aye)

Big bank roll in my pocket (Aye)

Bree Ski Voice of Myra we the top (Aye)

Time to turn it up a couple notches

Got the whole mothafucking city watching

Lets go

Got the whole mothafucking city man

You know what the fuck goin on

Bree Ski man

Clllit Booww