Briix
Yxng Ciiber
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Yessir I'll be fine on my own sir Counting stacks counting bricks on my lonesome Brass it out, imma trap while the feds watch Nigga f*ck it, Imma flex with them big rocks Yessir I'll be fine on my own sir Counting stacks counting bricks on my lonesome Brass it out, imma trap while the feds watch Nigga f*ck it, Imma flex with them big rocks I'm like bitch who is your man Got a new whip from japan Had to let go of some bands Killing my heart with these xans Niggas in love with the coke Don't got ambition they choked All of these niggas are sellouts Not even one can be trusted If you ain't the set You a customer or an op And all these pussy niggas fiends So I trust them all to buy it up Niggas can't even relax I'm tryna go chill with some stacks If you trip we gon break out the gat You mess with the team and yo head going splat These niggas all claim that I'm evil At least I ain't fuckin with needles Like all of your soldiers is dropping Cos all them hooked on that shhhh Product always sold out But I ain't ever sold out Ain't affected by the clout No hesitating no doubt Why you worried bout me but you can't get your money up This ain't a game nigga you better double up Working and stacking I'm just boutta level up You bout as relevant as an ecteterra Fake niggas making snake moves Real niggas boutta breakthrough Get a lawn mower like I'm Joyner Lucas Pour that fuel in, I'm Boutta cut loose Yessir I'll be fine on my own sir Counting stacks counting bricks on my lonesome Brass it out, imma trap while the feds watch Nigga f*ck it, Imma flex with them big rocks Yessir I'll be fine on my own sir Counting stacks counting bricks on my lonesome Brass it out, imma trap while the feds watch Nigga f*ck it, Imma flex with them big rocks Gonna hold it down I'm a rider Swear to God I'm a fighter Drill a op for the cash Blue lights do the dash Stacking up on them bricks Trap it out make a mil Got no time for jokers, there's only one focus, I'm not gon be chasing no thrills These niggas be tripping they said I won't make it, I swear that they capping on me They stunting and flexing, but I don't be stressing I pull out the bands and they scheming I'm just tryna go gold Flip bricks make the dough Devil tryna take my soul Too many demons in my dome Got fake love from a fake nigga Tryna set up me with a op thot But I'm posted up with a real nigga We gon come thru with a red dot Trap it out With my new bitch Pull the stick out, call it slipknot When I pop off, on that bitch face When she come thru, that's a head shot Yessir I'll be fine on my own sir Counting stacks counting bricks on my lonesome Brass it out, imma trap while the feds watch Nigga f*ck it, Imma flex with them big rocks Yessir I'll be fine on my own sir Counting stacks counting bricks on my lonesome Brass it out, imma trap while the feds watch Nigga f*ck it, Imma flex with them big rocks
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