The Real Bril - A Rack (freestyle)

Man I ain't playing games with y'all this year
I'm on my grown man
Sign this waiver baby girl
Nah you can't bring yo phone in
I don't wear a lot of jewelry
But my lady frozen
Shid I hear that they want smoke
So all my hitters rolling
It could be a setup
Me and my niggas know better
OG real big steppa
My young boy chase a nigga down on foot
He a real go getta
Lil mama say that she got that water
Ooo
Well let a nigga go swimming
Told my guys to give em a pass
And he still went missing
Just for the record
Put a young nigga in Guinness
Tell a bitch mind her business
I ain't even finish my s...
But a nigga still gone get it
Nigga got beef let's grill it
See a nigga switched his style up yea
And they still gone steal it
She ain't all that cute up in the face
And I'm still gone hit her
Man that ain't this
And this ain't that
Graduate no gown no cap
Keep it on me no lack
Chanel number 5 my hat
No seatbelt shit but he strapped
Freak bitch let me pull on her tracks
And I can't keep it a hunnid
Cuz I always keep it a rack
Man that ain't this
And this ain't that
Graduate no gown no cap
Keep it on me no lack
Chanel number 5 my hat
No seatbelt shit but he strapped
Freak bitch let me pull on her tracks
And I can't keep it a hunnid
Cuz I always keep it a rack

Written by:
Jabril Whitmore

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