Rizz

You know the motto
Gotta keep it on the low though
Fuck bitches, get money
Fuck bitches, get money
Aahhh
Shiz got the rizz
Sana in school with a biz (Shoutout Ali)
Leeky chasin paper prolly rolling up a blizz
Think you finna step to my patnas?
Lil nigga nizz
When it come to moving smart in the streets, Bookie a wiz
Pop a bottle of coca-cola and sip the fizz
I been celebrating because I just passed a quiz
Lotta nuts in the city
I'm a start calling 'em jizz
Aye aye aye

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Let my shoulders sway like I'm on shade four five (four five)
I was in flipping a quarter pounder in McDonough
Gripping on a four five
I ain't never worked a Burger King (Plug)
KiNG 3D in a new white t like a dope boy
Fresh outta the shelter selling hope boy
I was popping percocets and xanax trynna cope boy
Fresh as ever, Dior stepping, Vernon repping, shopping weapons
Really want a Drac' like Ice Spice
Bitch I'm too nice
On the court, I'll cook a nigga like shrimp fried rice
Me and Yondo and Jimbo on the porch
That's a cypher like B.E.T.
Fuck a stream like a drought
Bet your favorite rapper can't fuck with me
I ain't start rapping for the clout
It's bout therapy
Getting out my head and finding clarity
Brave being scared
That's beyond a rarity
Lyrics is reality
This shit ain't no parody
Versace cologne with the Gucci on (Gucci on)
The rizz turn her coochie on
Uh huh

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I been busy awk
When she gimme neck, she got her glizzy cocked
Family worth way more than a milly, I do the milly rock (Aye, aye)
Family worth way more than a milly, I do the milly rock
Silly talk
Took a long walk
My name Brave
It ain't Jilly Scott
Philly thots trynna trick me into tricking
I can't make the same mistake too many times
I see the plot
Never tell a groupie what you got
That ain't her business
Daddy named me Basel, not Allah (And?)
What I'm saying is I might not show forgiveness
I do my dirt dolo
I ain't trynna leave a witness
Treat her like I treated k2 dawg
I hit them I quit it
Even if you did it
I ain't finna tell the police that you did it
Blood ties still locked in with some gangstas rolling sixties
What you know about the nitty gritty
Biggie shifty
Swerving into the highway
A nigga drifty
I was trynna die
Now I'm trynna get rich like 50
Fuck five o, that's how i feel
Them boys shitty
I threw Charlie a party and it was litty
All my brothers hard body
All yo niggas soft like big titties
(Oh yeah) Bitch I'm witty
Type to bring a country girl out through the city
Keep it litty
I be showing love, not pity
In her ear, getting her wet like wet willy
Shoutout to A-Town
Shoutout to Philly
Shoutout to Sactown
Shoutout L.A.
Shoutout to the gangstas that I still love in the Bay
Shoutout to Ebro, no DJ, if you know then you know
Shoutout to Reno
Shoutout to he know and she know wherever
Get that green like Shego
I'm a grown man
Can't be acting too childish
Gambino
Bring the beat back

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Credits
Writer(s): Brave Davis
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