Brody's Interlude

Since you believing I'm a be leaving
I know what I said had some lost meaning
But truth be told I ain't really mean it
These voices in my head telling me to scream it
It can't be this good I must be dreaming
False flagging I ain't tryna see it
Big pimpin yeah I wish to be it
All that drama and shit I don't really need it
They running with that negative E
He running with y'all tank on E
I'm cooling with that dank on me
I can get it right by the key
I don't do this shit for free but
I'm tryna free these souls on me
Met her in Seoul for a week
Then I lost control for a (Skrrtt)
Bailed out on some shit I straight tweaked
Young asshole but I'm still meek
No mills but them mills I might keep
I ain't taking no L of the week
The only L I ever took was the blue line
Flip that quarterback like it's game time
Blow a rocket up it's space time
Never step on me obey mines (Wvng)

Still do not give a F
Cause you know I am blessed Yeah I had been a mess
I came from the underclass They wanna kiss ass
They can get dissed fast Move weight like slim fast
I'm cool on that riff raff We at the kickback
See you can get kicked back This is not this that
Bro you can quit that She don't want a tic tac
I gave her that big mac
Boy I ain't mismatch Know I ain't mismatch (She don't miss that)

The realest the trillest been killing since Brody was Hendrix
Working in kitchen's flipping and whipping like gymnast
Yellow like minions Man I'm just sitting on ceilings
No dentist fuck you and your feelings
This is pussy killing Sexual healing
Wvng in the building we just turning up
God in this bitch I just leveled up
Styrofoam my cup
I just spent a rack
Get it right back
Never off track
Wvng made the track
I'm just stating facts and we dressed in whatever with black



Credits
Writer(s): Donald Glanville
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

Link