Black Brees (feat. Maryn G)
Groovy Giovanni
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Watch me step I’m riding by myself Because I only trust myself I’m smoking by the hour but still adding to my wealth I know that sounds crazy These bitches want my money and they wanna have my baby I’m 23, blowing OG in the Mercedes Niggas that’s boss shit I ain’t never loss bitch Fucking on a vegan hoe But shawty love my sausage She like to f*ck me often She hit my blunt she coughing And what I do I just laugh in her motherfucking face My choppa mean I make it sing Amazing Grace Me and Maryn G got Ps up in the place You ain’t talking money nigga get up out my way Oh what you say you wanna die to day I knew that you was pussy I could smell it from a mile away Moms gone cry today Can’t shed a tear when this Lil' chopper spray Penny Hardaway Dunk in that pussy then I call a day We smoking runtz baby I ain’t romantic got no flowers I got blunts baby I'm the yo I’m cooking up just like the lunch lady Give em hell F*ck 12, f*ck Tom Brady I’m the bomb baby I’m the black brees Toss the keys to the city Come and match me Two bottles two bitches in the backseat That’s one hell of a night if you ask me If you ask me Hell of a night I need my bitch on her knees Whatever I do niggas gone respect me Move the work Shoot you way from over there like Dirk I'm shooting first That's three shots, he got merc'd I'm twisting up some shit that's got me forgetting Really, I got one child but these niggas my children Somebody baby mama say I'm they rock no milli Damn F*ck the bullshit get your paper Don't tell them niggas all your moves That's the risk you're taking Them niggas blind in the field Man they ain't gone make it Bitch if I ain't got my gun then I be feeling naked Bitch if I ain't got shit, I'm a fucking take it Your bitch feeling me right now She want to come to spot I told that hoe chill out I told that bitch to watch her mouth I got some then kicked her out We smoking runtz baby I ain’t romantic got no flowers I got blunts baby I'm the yo I’m cooking up just like the lunch lady Give em hell F*ck 12, f*ck Tom Brady I’m the bomb baby I’m the black brees Toss the keys to the city Come and match me Two bottles two bitches in the backseat That’s one hell of a night if you ask me If you ask me
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