Bren - Wake Em Up (feat. Khop)

Yo yo yo yo wake up
Yo yo yo I think khop boutta hop on a song with BREN!
I just been trying to wake em up
Big bands in a Bentley truck
Bad bad bad she can stand me up
Is she really gonna stand me up
Stand me up I got the stamina
Your dick game weak she said you was an amateur
Only three steps when I wanna go travel
Call me a jet, pick it up, then I land
Got me a girl I told bitches skedaddle
I love my bitch she my number one fan
If you play with her I promise you gone die
Shoutout Khop we got glocks in the sky
Circle been tight only me and the guys
Thats right
Fuck a milly I get me like five
Man I swear to god that I hate em
Got me some paper I got me some pesos
Cant get caught lacking walk 'round with the fye
Yea can't get caught lacking
Money on me so they think that I'm trapping
Tired of the lies man I'm tired of the capping
King of this ship im the motherfucking captain
Can't cap I been capping a lot
Cant cap I been stacking a lot
I slide with the deuce for some paper
Choppa be bangin it like it some rock
I got me a chip like LeBron with the Lakers
Tripping and falling sipping on Ciroc
Oh my God oh my God look at my car
Couple milly chilling in the garage
If you want war it come raining barrage
Floating on money taking me to Mars
Floating on money taking me to stars
Floating on money taking me so far
Floating on money so im going hard
When you gonna quit all that yapping
Wiping his nose with a napkin
Dudes be so fake yea they acting
Sleeping on me yea they napping
I just been trying to wake em up
Big bands in a Bentley truck
Bad bad bad she can stand me up
Is she really gonna stand me up
Stand me up I got the stamina
Your dick game weak she said you was an amateur
Only three steps when I wanna go travel
Call me a jet, pick it up, then I land
Got me a girl I told bitches skedaddle
I love my bitch she my number one fan
If you play with her I promise you gone die
Shoutout Khop we got glocks in the sky
Circle been tight only me and the guys
Thats right
Fuck a milly I get me like five
Man I swear to god that I hate em
Got me some paper I got me some pesos
Cant get caught lacking walk 'round with the fye
She gonna eat up the gang cause im having it
No Jimmy Neutron I'm blasting it
Fifteen on my wrist not average
I'ma beat up the pussy you thought I got mad at it
I bought a sole and it came with a hat with it
Bitch too bad don't know how I'ma last in it
She gone eat it too good yea she bad business
She look good on the net but in person she catfishing
I'm not the nigga you heard of
I come from a place where they glorify murder
Bitch wanna eat steaks but she just work for burgers
Long nose on the chop just so I could shoot further
Drop shells everywhere do you wanna see turtles
Red tips on the iron so it do more than hurt him
He got shot in the leg so he hurting
He thought he could hop but I pulled back the curtain
One of you bitch niggas going out sad today
Better hope you don't pass away
I know they always do service on Sunday's
So I got em gone on a Saturday
I just been trying to wake em up
Big bands in a Bentley truck
Bad bad bad she can stand me up
Is she really gonna stand me up
Stand me up I got the stamina
Your dick game weak she said you was an amateur
Only three steps when I wanna go travel
Call me a jet, pick it up, then I land
Got me a girl I told bitches skedaddle
I love my bitch she my number one fan
If you play with her I promise you gone die
Shoutout Khop we got glocks in the sky
Circle been tight only me and the guys
Thats right
Fuck a milly I get me like five
Man I swear to god that I hate em
Got me some paper I got me some pesos
Cant get caught lacking walk 'round with the fye

Written by:
Breno Mattos

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