Bradley Beal Lyrics

The Whole gang carry round some sticks

Like some Kappas

I know some killers

Some robbers

And I know some wrappers

I'm talm bout wrapping bells

Uh

The Whole gang carry round some sticks

Like some Kappas

I know some killers

Some robbers

And I know some wrappers

Ain talm bout rapping with a mic

I'm Talm bout rapping bells

All this shit I talk about ain't make believe

This shit Fr

Nîggas a run they mouth to get a deal

Singing like Jonny Gill

I just bout 3 guns

Imma shoot these bitches like Bradley Beal

I done lost too many partnas

Ion know how to feel

Ain gone stop getting this money

Until I touch some M's

My Glock like major Payne

Get out line and it'll spit on ya

I got all this shit up on my own

Ain need no big homie

I remember

Back when all them nîggas tried shit on me

Now I got niggas plotting on me

They tryna sit on me

Ain never hiding nîgga

This ain't finding Nemo

I done shook back

Getting to the green like I'm Ceelo

I done ran it up so fast

They thought I used a cheat code

Before you open the door

Nigga look through the peep hole

I been jumped up in the water

I swim with the gators

Me and Teddy ran up A 20

Just off papers

I just put pounds of different strains in shawty basement

Gas bags loud

Yea, it woke up all the neighbors

I just hit the bihh from the back

Wit her knees up

She said she a vegan

But still ate the meat up

She was sick with it

Sound like the bihh had hiccups

This a 4-door but a 2 door

I can't let the seat up

The Whole gang carry round some sticks

Like some Kappas

I know some killers

Some robbers

And I know some wrappers

Ain talm bout rapping with a mic

I'm Talm bout rapping bells

All this shit I talk about ain't make believe

This shit Fr

Nîggas a run they mouth to get a deal

Singing like Jonny Gill

I just bout 3 guns

Imma shoot these bitches like Bradley Beal

I done lost too many partnas

Ion know how to feel

Ain gone stop getting this money

Until I touch some M's

The Whole gang carry round some sticks

Like some Kappas

I know some killers

Some robbers

And I know some wrappers

The Whole gang carry round some sticks

Like some Kappas

I know some killers

Some robbers

And I know some wrappers