Johhny Bravo
Serving and swerving
Niggas working or purpin
Hittin it every corner
Reee can barely roll up
In my mirrors I ain't noided
But I'm ready fa it
Brodie did his Kodak dance onnat
In dey still love it
In a traffic jam with ya grams
Bro I'm still coming
Minus a dime fa ya time
If ya still want em
I stopped drop drinking lean
As a teen
But ain't no seal on that
It's dirty but it ain't clean
Let's be real bout that
Had ta put da beam on tete scurrying thru the alley
I can barely see but you the green
If you think I'm lacking
No safety on the ratchet
One up-top ain't gotta rack em
Niggas toting glocks uncocked
Living ass backwards
She gone gargle cock
And bend it ova faster
Cuz I'm active
I don't sit on blocks I drop bags off
And trap in traffic
They been gettin off
But dey ain't on so it don't really matter
I look at you like play off p
And this a game seven
Ain't a nigga done a thang to Dane
That I ain't pressing
I ont run from beef
I run up cheese
And get fly with the extras
Niggas talkin sweet but we gone eat
If we catch em out slipping
You dont smoke my weed
You buy cheap weed from the local dispensary
Stuff it in a cartooned package
Post it on insta with a filter
We don't talk we killing
All you niggas opps still breathing
Doleac curry extension
from deep like lillard
East or west don't matter
I'm still a king on the Lakers
Niggas bringing up my finals record
And ain't never been there
We in here like swimwear
I'm tryna finagle bitches
Don't watch me watch television
Lookin ass hating ass nigga
Stagnant ass lazy ass nigga
Still ain't got a pot to piss in
Front a zip
But it wouldn't make sense
Knowing I'll sale it quicker
Niggas always need a pick
Never there to help you get up
If you see me out with yo lil bitch
I'm getting my dick sucked
If I see you out with them fuck niggas
You one with em
I don't do no chilling amongst them niggas
They ain't gone kill nun
Kenny gave me sauce
Fa California that's my real brother
Niggas think the Doc ain't coming home
Point me to script buyers
I made unemployment working this phn
During corona virus
I ont know dog what we on nor am I worried bout em
Bitch I'm Dexter almighty
I ont like nobody
Whole gang trained to go
Fasho could ask ya hoe bout em
All I said was yea yea yea yea
But bro got it
Niggas working or purpin
Hittin it every corner
Reee can barely roll up
In my mirrors I ain't noided
But I'm ready fa it
Brodie did his Kodak dance onnat
In dey still love it
In a traffic jam with ya grams
Bro I'm still coming
Minus a dime fa ya time
If ya still want em
I stopped drop drinking lean
As a teen
But ain't no seal on that
It's dirty but it ain't clean
Let's be real bout that
Had ta put da beam on tete scurrying thru the alley
I can barely see but you the green
If you think I'm lacking
No safety on the ratchet
One up-top ain't gotta rack em
Niggas toting glocks uncocked
Living ass backwards
She gone gargle cock
And bend it ova faster
Cuz I'm active
I don't sit on blocks I drop bags off
And trap in traffic
They been gettin off
But dey ain't on so it don't really matter
I look at you like play off p
And this a game seven
Ain't a nigga done a thang to Dane
That I ain't pressing
I ont run from beef
I run up cheese
And get fly with the extras
Niggas talkin sweet but we gone eat
If we catch em out slipping
You dont smoke my weed
You buy cheap weed from the local dispensary
Stuff it in a cartooned package
Post it on insta with a filter
We don't talk we killing
All you niggas opps still breathing
Doleac curry extension
from deep like lillard
East or west don't matter
I'm still a king on the Lakers
Niggas bringing up my finals record
And ain't never been there
We in here like swimwear
I'm tryna finagle bitches
Don't watch me watch television
Lookin ass hating ass nigga
Stagnant ass lazy ass nigga
Still ain't got a pot to piss in
Front a zip
But it wouldn't make sense
Knowing I'll sale it quicker
Niggas always need a pick
Never there to help you get up
If you see me out with yo lil bitch
I'm getting my dick sucked
If I see you out with them fuck niggas
You one with em
I don't do no chilling amongst them niggas
They ain't gone kill nun
Kenny gave me sauce
Fa California that's my real brother
Niggas think the Doc ain't coming home
Point me to script buyers
I made unemployment working this phn
During corona virus
I ont know dog what we on nor am I worried bout em
Bitch I'm Dexter almighty
I ont like nobody
Whole gang trained to go
Fasho could ask ya hoe bout em
All I said was yea yea yea yea
But bro got it
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