Young Nudy - Brussel Sprout

(You gon' cook it? You gon' cook it just like that?)
(COUPE)
Damn
(That what you doin', that what you doin', you cookin' like that?)
Damn
(That what you doin', that what you doin', you whippin' like that?)
Damn
(That what you doin', that what you doin', you trappin' like that?)
Damn
(You want the money for real like me, nigga you doin' all that?)
Uh-huh
(That what you doin', that what you doin', get money like that?)
Damn
(What are they doin', what are they doin', they sittin' on they ass)
Damn
(How can I do it, how can I do it? I want me a bag)
Uh-huh
(You wanna be like me, you gon' trade the cash)

Nigga pull up on me, tryna take my life away, you trippin'
You tryna take away my millions
If I die, who the fuck gon' spend it?
Protect myself with this money, I'ma keep on gettin' it, yeah
Niggas actin' like Big Slime ain't out here winnin' (what the fuck?)
When it comin' to score, boy, who be spinnin'? (yeah, yeah)
Don't be an opp, your ass be finished (finished)
You gettin' some money? Stay up in your lane, 'cause I be comin', spendin' (comin', spendin')
Big bank take lil' bank, you with it (yeah)
Watch your back, your folks'll get it (folks'll get it)
Type of money, Slime 'bout spinnin'
I'm trappin' makin' money, dig it?

I just want some money so I'm goin' to get it
Sittin' on your ass, my nigga, nigga, you'll never get it (you'll never get it)
Nigga wanna touch a hundred thousand
Get out the hood or never flip it (never)
Sittin' around, and bein' broke with people is a fucked up feelin' (it's a fucked up feelin')
Learn how to get my money, I'm finna tell you how I'm gettin' it (how you gettin' it?)
I was just waitin' on somethin', know they gon' take me a minute (took me a minute)
Somebody walk out the door, know I'm walkin' in it (I'm walkin' in it)
And I ain't playin' with these folks, 'cause I'm 'bout my business (I'm 'bout my business)
I was so cutthroat, when it come to gettin' it (when it come to gettin' it)
Can't tell me nothin' 'bout your folks, anybody gettin' it (anybody)
Chopper with a motherfuckin' scope, man, that's how I did it
Damn, you know I had to smoke them folks, that's just how I'm feelin (how I'm feelin)

Nigga pull up on me, tryna take my life away, you trippin'
You tryna take away my millions
If I die, who the fuck gon' spend it?
Protect myself with this money, I'ma keep on gettin' it, yeah
Niggas actin' like Big Slime ain't out here winnin' (what the fuck?)
When it comin' to score, boy, who be spinnin'? (yeah, yeah)
Don't be an opp, your ass be finished (finished)
You gettin' some money? Stay up in your lane, 'cause I be comin', spendin' (comin', spendin')
Big bank take lil' bank, you with it (yeah)
Watch your back, your folks'll get it (folks'll get it)
Type of money, Slime 'bout spinnin'
I'm trappin' makin' money, dig it?

Do a show, his mama (brrt)
(Ooh, that's a lot of money)
Yeah, for sure, my nigga, I understand, you know what it is (ooh, that's a lot of money)
Walkin' through a show, a fifty-ball, you know I go crazy
I remember I was gettin' a five, I do a twenty just to walk in
Cameras up, these bitches stuck, I see 'em, they go ballin'
Damn, remember, I was thinkin' 'bout when I made Trapaholic
I'm on the Xans, I'm on the lean all day, they watch, they stare, they comment
I was so fucked up, didn't have shit, but I felt like I was ballin' (ballin')
Countin' the pistols, I ain't worried 'bout no nigga, them gangsters told me (rollin')
Damn, I ran it up, I'm out the hood, it's just a gangster ballin'
Ran it out the hood, it's just a gangster ballin' (yeah)
And I'm full of narcotics, haha, fuck they talkin' 'bout?

Nigga pull up on me, tryna take my life away, you trippin'
You tryna take away my millions
If I die, who the fuck gon' spend it?
Protect myself with this money, I'ma keep on gettin' it, yeah
Niggas actin' like Big Slime ain't out here winnin' (what the fuck?)
When it comin' to score, boy, who be spinnin'? (yeah, yeah)
Don't be an opp, your ass be finished (finished)
You gettin' some money? Stay up in your lane, 'cause I be comin', spendin' (comin', spendin')
Big bank take lil' bank, you with it (yeah)
Watch your back, your folks'll get it (folks'll get it)
Type of money, Slime 'bout spinnin'
I'm trappin' makin' money, dig it?

Hahaha

Written by:
Edward Maclin Cooper III, Quantavious T. Thomas

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