Bandz Da Breash - PIECES MAKE HER TWERK (feat. BRISS GWALA)

Yea, trapping out the basement
Money what I'm chasing
I stay in designer, while they hating
Yea, we don't ever say shit
Pull up leave you brainless
I call up my gllts and he gon' spray shit
Yea, trapping like a sport
Ball like Harden off the court
Yea, capping shit don't work
Bet these pieces make her twerk
Yea, trapping out the basement
Money what I'm chasing
I stay in designer, while they hating
Trapping out the basement
Got homework and paper
Check if it's locked, we can hasten
Chasing this bacon we making
Fresh out the oven we baking
Butter and dough we be caking
Fuck her 'til her legs is shaking
Real pressure the bed is taking
I think that you special baby
I'm on a new level baby
Make it shine, embezzle baby
Shoot him, let the metal save me
You wanna die (Nigga hold up)
Wanna get high (Nigga roll up)
I know they gonna try (Cause I'm solo)
Ready to to ride (Shoot no photo)
But it's picture perfect and it's worth it
Niggas moving like a bird
It's them or mine I got a curse
To see the truth behind the words
They talking stupid got to burst the first
The worst could happen, pure subtraction
Reverse action, damn it hurts
But fuck it breesh gon' make it work, aye
Yea, trapping out the basement
Money what I'm chasing
I stay in designer, while they hating
Yea, we don't ever say shit
Pull up leave you brainless
I call up my gllts and he gon' spray shit
Yea, trapping like a sport
Ball like Harden off the court
Yea, capping shit don't work
Bet these pieces make her twerk
Yea, trapping out the basement
Money what I'm chasing
I stay in designer, while they hating

Written by:
Briss Gwala, Damann Bogle

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