Bry Luther King - BRB (feat. Kap G)

Yeah
Yeah

If I lost it all
Would you have my back
I be thinkin bout shit
Like that
Petty shit
We don't trip bout that
Book a flight
Take a trip right back
When you havin this motion
This racks we be blowin
Might fuck around
And hit Club Wax
When we makin these movie
This shit ain't no Tubi
We turnin this spot to iMax
I fuck with you
Cause you real
You kept it 100
I need to put you on my well
Ice you out
You give me chills
The type that's gon pick up the slack
And make sure you make bail
Ahhh
She far from regular
Yahhh
She get the revenue
God gon keep on blessing you
I know that I be stressing you

I got a lot on my mind
I act like I'm fine
I get around her
And she make it all better
I buss down a Rollie
I'm buyin the time
With the matching AP
We look better together
She won't leave
I won't let her
My word and my treasure
We fuck up them racks
Business worth of pleasure
I throw her 10 racks
It get her more wetter
I just popped a Tessie
Like we in Coachella
Cuse me
I'm shinin without the jewelry
Swervin
Hop in that frog
Like Kermit
Searchin
Way before you I was hurtin
Early
Wakin up
Shippin
That perk
Ohh
Patience a virtue
Put that shit on
And I'm feelin like Virgil
Promise I never let nobody hurt you
All of this fame
I was make it worser
All of these flashin lights
Said she got me like Chapo wife
Taken in these Miami nights
You know you gotta pay the price
You was made for my life
Make you my wife
I ain't even gotta think twice

If I lost it all
Would you have my back
I be thinkin bout shit
Like that
Petty shit
We don't trip bout that
Book a flight
Take a trip right back
When you havin this motion
This racks we be blowin
Might fuck around
And hit Club Wax
When we makin these movie
This shit ain't no Tubi
We turnin this spot to iMax
I fuck with you
Cause you real
You kept it 100
I need to put you on my well
Ice you out
You give me chills
The type that's gon pick up the slack
And make sure you make bail
Ahhh
She far from regular
Yahhh
She get the revenue
God gon keep on blessing you
I know that I be stressing you

Ay
I got 99 problems
And I need for you to answer it
Do you try to keep peace
Or are you on some cancer shit
If I lost it all
Could you handle it
Or would you walk away
My biggest fear is abandonment
Damn
That's the wrong way to do me
You fuckin with my top
That's the wrong way to screw me
Out of all things
That's the wrong way to lose me
I was lookin for a happy endin
But this shit ain't a movie
But on the bright side
I may be
Wrong about ya
Couldn't do some things
Or make moves
Girl without ya
I'm just in my head
My bad for projectin
If you really with me for me
Well damn
I'll accept it

If I lost it all
Would you have my back
I be thinkin bout shit
Like that
Petty shit
We don't trip bout that
Book a flight
Take a trip right back
When you havin this motion
This racks we be blowin
Might fuck around
And hit Club Wax
When we makin these movie
This shit ain't no Tubi
We turnin this spot to iMax
I fuck with you
Cause you real
You kept it 100
I need to put you on my well
Ice you out
You give me chills
The type that's gon pick up the slack
And make sure you make bail
Ahhh
She far from regular
Yahhh
She get the revenue
God gon keep on blessing you
I know that I be stressing you

Written by:
Bry King

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