Brispy Breme

Build your aesthetic Build a brand Make the people care What about the music? These rappers becoming build a bears Swear I probably lose it like mm I think I left it here You making money prove it my nigga Triple dog double dare Easy does it you actin' ruthless but don't compare To a legend get fifteen minutes then disappear Boy I'm polished these 16's is Sistine, pristine You Niggas a bloody wreck, Christine On the mic I'm Christ like I'm Christening Mind bright like porch lights On Christmas eve Use my gift to bag a bitch like saint nick Think of Santa bitch This a clause you can't miss That's ya bitch, aw shit I couldn't tell I don't kiss and tell give the magic stick then I Christian Bale Check the prestige I'm hitting a different league In the game starting little brother, we a different Teague Yes hell hit quit then dodger feeling a little puig Spit some foul shit Got you feeling a little teed I flip these words in every way when I speak Til i, flip these M's like everyday of the meek These styles the key to the locks We kings pharaohs and shieks You Follow the flock Birds cattle and sheep We Go for the top til we reaching the peak You Reaching the top probably taking a leap Kill yourself muthafucka Nigga brain on the street. I'm tryna be number 1 like I'm taking a leak But whenever the album drop They'll say this nigga the sheet Pardon the accent you like this nigga just reached Sometimes you d nanny But they Roc with the speech Tired of these sucker niggas bet ya mama a leech Bet ya daddy a beach Bet ya granny a freak Bet ya sister on the corner giving pussy to creeps Disrespectful muthafucka spill blood on the beat Grab it by the fucking neck And give the music the D Ignorant Belligerent Different From the impotent