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Bru Castellano

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Do you hear that? Do you fear that? Do you cheer me on? Do you feel my songs
Better leave me alone if the answer is no, I'm a cancer to clones, got a hand full of stones
And I've come for Goliath, eyes widened full of fire, I decided
Imma rhymer, writer, ridah 'til the day I die, my
Life is too funny, my water was muddy, now we make the money, long as momma love me
I don't need no bitches, I don't need no Misses
Just many mistresses sending messages
With no censorship, sex and neck is next, bend and flex dem hips, ex is pissed
Freaks call my name on the internet, I'm into that, sinning bad up in the bed
Vices is tight dress and nice lips that vice grip on my dick
And that's foul
But she saddle up and we do battle
Sploosh shower, ou, she a bad one
Padawan, smash passionately
Bring ya ass back, smash it into me
Like I'm ya enemy, headache like Kennedy
Tats show, we get nasty, it's natural
It's actual, authentic raw
Up in ya, no thong, no bra
You fuckin' with a future superstar, shooting off
Papi Castellan, young Bru the god!
And these verses, putcha in the dirt bitch
And these verses, put ya into hearses
And these verses, putcha in the dirt bitch
And these verses, put ya into hearses
This singer, ditch digger 'til I hit six figures, get bigger
Whips illa than yours, ten whores through mansion doors with pants on floor
And hands on drawers, I'm handsome, aw yeah, dropping hits all year
Cause it's our year, predictions of winning, Messier with Gretz-ky
Stay being fly 'til the day I die, I ain't yo type, I'm angel high
Every day or night, I ain't no lie, I am that guy, I am the god
Odorous older opponents from home get exposed for all of they bogus shit
No rolling these boulders, I carry on shoulders, I bar-el-y notice you looking like ants
Stuck the f*ck up under my shoe, pardon me, don't recognize you
Part of me feeling so wre-ck-less, reckon this record be reppin' ridiculous, uhhh
We on a roll, we honourable, this cleverness is honour roll worthy
Knock 'em down like dominoes, vamanos to big bottom hoes
We too dope, T and T and Bru know we be coming brutal
If the crew ain't numero uno we sumo for top spot
I'm eighteen and I stay clean, when I daydream I make schemes
Don't hate me cause I'm beautiful, not the usual, Bru superhuman
Hoola hoopin' through a noose of jewellery, Masai Ujiri, my team stacked
I'm a giant, if you hack-a-Shaq I laugh at that while I go back to back to back
Stay winnin', stay grinnin', smile so wide 'til my eyes is gone, on the microphone
I'm in my zone, I'm at my home, ready to go, letting 'em know I'm headed for gold
Send a medal my way, get a little high late, sentimental, nah I ain't, when I paint I'm insane
Depict pictures how I handle the game, barehanded the flame of Olympus, inches
Away from Godhood, Kratos with no halo, lames claim I'm an a-hole, what do they know
Already know I go for goals, earn guacamole for my audios, adiós
To snobby nose, I'm a pro, kiss they hand, say hello to the naughty hoes
Knotty hair got they body bare, haughty stare, hardly fair for ya when Castellan near, yeah
And these verses, putcha in the dirt bitch
And these verses, put ya into hearses
And these verses, putcha in the dirt bitch
And these verses, put ya into hearses
And these verses, putcha in the dirt bitch
And these verses, put ya into hearses
And these verses, putcha in the dirt bitch
And these verses, put ya into hearses

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