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Bronny

 

Bronny


Don't give a fuck what the boy gotta say
At the end of the day he know he could get hurt
I got a check so I'm having my way
Heard they ran out of red so I'm sipping on purp
Ball in New York like I'm Caris Levert
Was in the block but now I'm in the vert
Smoke on the pound I got bags of the turch
That nigga scared tell that boy go to church
She off the liquor she mix with the purp
I pop a yellow I jump off the Earth
My bro a shooter that nigga ain't messy
He clean it up when he doing the dirt
Hit from the back and she wetting my shirt
Hit from the back and she make a tsunami
Bust down Cartier staying on time
Young and balling like I'm playing with Bronny

Break the code you know we gotta find em
He be hiding its okay we gone find him
He ain't' shining ain't no way those is diamonds
He be capping in his rap he just rhyming
Steak and lobster and I still do the ramen
Tell em' pay me tell them niggas to write a check
Diamonds punching, you get hit with the right and left
Mike Amiri and I still do the Nike Tech
I put the baddie in Chanel cause she like to flex
She pop a molly and she give me hyper sex
I'm balling like I was wearing some hyperdunks
You know a nigga been getting all types of checks
I'm in Cali in a crib in the mountains
Hood Fave I got racks in the safe
Them m's coming I need 20 accountants
Gotta get my niggas out public housing

Don't give a fuck what the boy gotta say
At the end of the day he know he could get hurt
I got a check so I'm having my way
Heard they ran out of red so I'm sipping on purp
Ball in New York like I'm Caris Levert
Was in the block but now I'm in the vert
Smoke on the pound I got bags of the turch
That nigga scared tell that boy go to church
She off the liquor she mix with the purp
I pop a yellow I jump off the Earth
My bro a shooter that nigga ain't messy
He clean it up when he doing the dirt
Hit from the back and she wetting my shirt
Hit from the back and she make a tsunami
Bust down Cartier staying on time
Young and balling like I'm playing with Bronny

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