BRACES (feat. YBN Nahmir)
Ooh, they like when I be me
With these braces on my teeth
Lil bitch I still remain a G
I kick my feet up on the beach
Fuck yo bitch and make her scream
And then pass her right to the team
We was outta town moving p's
I flip that shit then cop a key, aye
We was riding round with the motherfuckin' AKs
Catch me at a show all theses bitches yelling "gang gang"
Take a nigga down, he try to play me for my diamonds
Yo bitch gone do whatever nigga
You can call me Simon
Aye, 'cause she a thotty
A nigga try me grab the shotty
I'mma catch a body (it ain't shit)
Pop up out the cut
Like I'm here goes Johnny
Moving bricks but you stupid rich
But living with yo mommy (how'd that go?)
Taking like a hoe my youngins trained to go
When I'm home sliding thru the east I'm giving niggas smoke
So much talent in my city
I'm like how these niggas broke?
Built them stairs into the Industry
So now I run the show, aye
Man these niggas really hoes, bro
'Cause in real life no the reaper he ain't hoe none
Turn super savage when they get up off coronas
No, we ain't into that we pop trunks and then it's over
Niggas claiming bodies but we know who really did that
A nigga slapping me? Boy I'll push a nigga wig back
These n*ggas got me f*cked up
I'm totting on that Big Mac
My brothers like the bikes
It's guaranteed that nigga stay strapped
Broski inna kitchen, water whipping inna trizap
Catch a nigga faded and I'll send it to you gift wrapped
Never took no L, so I'll never need no payback
Unless it's wide tinted
Foe swurvin you gone get clapped
You can roll up on my niggas it ain't no getting me
Tried to grow the waves but that little nigga got beedeebees
But I'mma tone it down 'cause this lil' bitches be filling me
We coming to yo doe like we need candy
Bitch it's trick or treat (it's trick or treat lil' bitch)
Ooh, they like when I be me
With these braces on my teeth
Lil bitch I still remain a G
I kick my feet up on the beach
Fuck yo bitch and make her scream
And then pass her right to the team
We was outta town moving p's
I flip that shit then cop a key, aye
We was riding round with the motherfuckin' AKs
Catch me at a show all theses bitches yelling "gang gang"
Take a nigga down, he try to play me for my diamonds
Yo bitch gone do whatever nigga
You can call me Simon
Oh, there go Prince Taee, aye
That young nigga strapped with a 30
Been banging the hood since a nigga watched Earnie
Been sipping this drank so my shit a little dir
Stone cold killer I feel like the Rock
Got grams in my bag and got rocks
Back in the day I would stay on the block
I was ducking the boys and I stayed with a glock
I'mma real shooter this shit get fo real
Don't aim for no legs bitch, I'm shooting to kill
Thinking of nights I would pray for a deal
Now I'm fucking these hoes and they pay for my meals, aye
Some of 'em call me baby and some of 'em call me daddy
She blow on my wood while I blow on a fatty
Then I do my lil' dance and I stunt like my daddy
They shot at a nigga but they couldn't drop me
Naybahood hero I'm feeling like rocky
Finna be rich so I feel a lil' cocky
I'm feeling like curry these niggas can't block me
My nigga Nahmir, shit, he came with a banger
Speak on the gang and my nigga it's danger
Fuck on his bitch then I turn to a stranger
She getting them racks so I turned to a hanger
She been getting them racks so I turned to a hanger
Been getting them racks so I turned to a hanger)
Aye, aye, huh
I'm am that nigga and I am the truth
Straight out the Veg and my niggas get loose
She call me her baby cause I got the juice
Prince Taee be the hottest when I'm in the booth
Nigga
Ooh, they like when I be me
With these braces on my teeth
Lil bitch I still remain a G
I kick my feet up on the beach
Fuck yo bitch and make her scream
And then pass her right to the team
We was outta town moving p's
I flip that shit then cop a key, aye
We was riding round with the motherfuckin' AKs
Catch me at a show all theses bitches yelling "gang gang"
Take a nigga down
He try to play me for my diamonds
Yo bitch gone do whatever nigga
You can call me Simon (aye, aye, 'cause she a turn on for this-)
With these braces on my teeth
Lil bitch I still remain a G
I kick my feet up on the beach
Fuck yo bitch and make her scream
And then pass her right to the team
We was outta town moving p's
I flip that shit then cop a key, aye
We was riding round with the motherfuckin' AKs
Catch me at a show all theses bitches yelling "gang gang"
Take a nigga down, he try to play me for my diamonds
Yo bitch gone do whatever nigga
You can call me Simon
Aye, 'cause she a thotty
A nigga try me grab the shotty
I'mma catch a body (it ain't shit)
Pop up out the cut
Like I'm here goes Johnny
Moving bricks but you stupid rich
But living with yo mommy (how'd that go?)
Taking like a hoe my youngins trained to go
When I'm home sliding thru the east I'm giving niggas smoke
So much talent in my city
I'm like how these niggas broke?
Built them stairs into the Industry
So now I run the show, aye
Man these niggas really hoes, bro
'Cause in real life no the reaper he ain't hoe none
Turn super savage when they get up off coronas
No, we ain't into that we pop trunks and then it's over
Niggas claiming bodies but we know who really did that
A nigga slapping me? Boy I'll push a nigga wig back
These n*ggas got me f*cked up
I'm totting on that Big Mac
My brothers like the bikes
It's guaranteed that nigga stay strapped
Broski inna kitchen, water whipping inna trizap
Catch a nigga faded and I'll send it to you gift wrapped
Never took no L, so I'll never need no payback
Unless it's wide tinted
Foe swurvin you gone get clapped
You can roll up on my niggas it ain't no getting me
Tried to grow the waves but that little nigga got beedeebees
But I'mma tone it down 'cause this lil' bitches be filling me
We coming to yo doe like we need candy
Bitch it's trick or treat (it's trick or treat lil' bitch)
Ooh, they like when I be me
With these braces on my teeth
Lil bitch I still remain a G
I kick my feet up on the beach
Fuck yo bitch and make her scream
And then pass her right to the team
We was outta town moving p's
I flip that shit then cop a key, aye
We was riding round with the motherfuckin' AKs
Catch me at a show all theses bitches yelling "gang gang"
Take a nigga down, he try to play me for my diamonds
Yo bitch gone do whatever nigga
You can call me Simon
Oh, there go Prince Taee, aye
That young nigga strapped with a 30
Been banging the hood since a nigga watched Earnie
Been sipping this drank so my shit a little dir
Stone cold killer I feel like the Rock
Got grams in my bag and got rocks
Back in the day I would stay on the block
I was ducking the boys and I stayed with a glock
I'mma real shooter this shit get fo real
Don't aim for no legs bitch, I'm shooting to kill
Thinking of nights I would pray for a deal
Now I'm fucking these hoes and they pay for my meals, aye
Some of 'em call me baby and some of 'em call me daddy
She blow on my wood while I blow on a fatty
Then I do my lil' dance and I stunt like my daddy
They shot at a nigga but they couldn't drop me
Naybahood hero I'm feeling like rocky
Finna be rich so I feel a lil' cocky
I'm feeling like curry these niggas can't block me
My nigga Nahmir, shit, he came with a banger
Speak on the gang and my nigga it's danger
Fuck on his bitch then I turn to a stranger
She getting them racks so I turned to a hanger
She been getting them racks so I turned to a hanger
Been getting them racks so I turned to a hanger)
Aye, aye, huh
I'm am that nigga and I am the truth
Straight out the Veg and my niggas get loose
She call me her baby cause I got the juice
Prince Taee be the hottest when I'm in the booth
Nigga
Ooh, they like when I be me
With these braces on my teeth
Lil bitch I still remain a G
I kick my feet up on the beach
Fuck yo bitch and make her scream
And then pass her right to the team
We was outta town moving p's
I flip that shit then cop a key, aye
We was riding round with the motherfuckin' AKs
Catch me at a show all theses bitches yelling "gang gang"
Take a nigga down
He try to play me for my diamonds
Yo bitch gone do whatever nigga
You can call me Simon (aye, aye, 'cause she a turn on for this-)
Credits
Writer(s): Jun Hyuk Choi, Ye Chan Yu, Jae Woo Jeong, Seon Woo Jeong, Nahmir Ybn
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