Spiff - GoBrazy

Yessir!
I been on my shit i gotta get it
I'm like HoneykombGoBrazy, I see dead people
Gotta couple bitches with me man you know that head
Aye

They Treat me like twitter tell em don't forget to mention
I'm that muthafuckin' nigga you can really get ya issue Like a magazine cover
Nigga i be lit
I be lit just like no other
Put that on my mama
I can't even fuck with bitches cause its too much of the drama
And i can't fuck with you niggas i get cheese just like lasagna
Talking cheddar and that Monterey
Jack in the summer
Ima hot young nigga I got drip just like the plumber
How I'm laying down the pipe
AR's raise The price
I got gorillas with me why you playing with yo life
I put that needle to yo neck just like a
Tat-too
Took ya bitch straight to the
Back room
I got good news, and i got bad too
Well it's good for me, it might be
Bad for you
I got another bitch coming in the
Afternoon
You gotta pack ya bags and dip she say "I have to?"
Yea you really gotta go
I tell that ho like vámonos
You gotta get up out the door
I knock em down like dominoes
I'm stacking all my chips like pringles
Throwing kraft singles at these bitches down to mingle
Man that shit massage my ego
Talking temple like a buddhist priest
You know what you do to me
If you don't like the way I'm stepping bitch
You can leave
I ain't fuckin' witchu, i ain't playing bitch its
You or me
I bought you all the finest and designer plus that jewelry
It gotchu how you supposed to be
I wear you out, upholstery
A thirsty lil gnat gnat man she thought she'd get a post from me
These hos done ripped the heart up out my chest I'm talking surgery
But you can get hard dick and bubble gum I'm talking certainly
And that's just how I'm stomping yea
Did you learn your lesson yet?
Bitches trying to be a predator you in my habitat
Praying on my downfall I'm just thinking would you rather that
A young nigga not be rich and famous
I ain't having that
Bitch you out yo muthafuckin' mind
Now
Play stupid get stepped on you gon find out
Just what I'm bout
I'm on my grind now
You picked the right time
And that's right now
Yea yea hey I see dead people
I don't need no tissue but i shit on every feature
You'll be linking up with ben frank if i let that lead meet you
Trying to sweep you off ya feet like a couple of married people

See tommy got the gun
And ricky better run
That smoke'll fill ya lungs
And that's just how we come
They shot that boy for nun
Now I'm walking to the store with my hoodie on R.I.P To Trayvon unh!

They talking be that cap shit
I be talking that rap shit
I be talking that fact shit
Man these niggas all backwards
Swear these niggas be flagging

Written by:
JAVIER GHENT

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