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Brinks

 

Brinks

(album: 47 Meters Down - 2021)


If I don't go platinum, we robbing the Brinks (No funny shit)
If I don't go platinum, we robbing the Brinks (If I don't go platinum, we robbing the Brinks)
If I don't go platinum, we robbing the Brinks (We robbing the Brinks truck)
Got left in the jungle and came out with minks (Came out in mink)

I send you to [?] to fuck up the grr
I send her inside to go load up the blick
I knew he was pussy, the odor was fish
I'ma stand up in the motor in Ricks
She got that Squirtle, she fuck up my fit (Splish, splash)
I never heard of this nigga, who is he? (Who is boy anyway, like)
He miscellaneous, he can get split
I ain't debating with niggas I blitzed
I'm at the ATM dropping them slips
The bitch is not famous but she is so thick
They thought it was Ari and asked for a pic (Thought it was Ari, fool)
I know some children that walk with the grip
I know some trappers that started with nicks
I know some shooters who do not take pics
I know some Zoes in Lil' Haiti with wicks
She selling pussy, it's making her rich
She hate her mommy, she bought her own crib
Tommy gun greedy, it like to eat ribs (Like to eat ribs, duppy)
Pussy boy watching my life like The Sims (What's wrong with 'em?)
We stick up the truck like it's Dead Presidents (Do-do, pew-pew-pew)
Bro dropped his semi, they checking for prints
He had on gloves, the fuck do you think?
Came with a pipe like under the sink
When you see the rifle, nigga, don't flinch
Police behind me 'cause of my skin
[?] the 'Rari, commit a sin
Sharc illuminati, that's what they think
Sloppy toppy for the win
She wan' live like Kylie, she from the trench
Baby, I'll probably come check you again
December hit then you lightskin again (Now she tryna go to DMs)
I use her address for shipping them things (Funny shit, whatever, shorty)
I might put a uppercase C in the ring
I bring a knife in a boxing ring
Metro phone whenever it ring
The fiends need blow, they scratching they limbs
Two piece Fendi whenever she swim
She ain't know no sharks was in it
Tuh

If I don't go platinum, we robbing the Brinks (No funny shit)
If I don't go platinum, we robbing the Brinks (If I don't go platinum, we robbing the Brinks)
If I don't go platinum, we robbing the Brinks (We robbing the Brinks truck)
Got left in the jungle and came out with [?] (Came out [?])
If I don't go platinum, we robbing the Brinks (No funny shit)
If I don't go platinum, we robbing the Brinks (If I don't go platinum, we robbing the Brinks)
If I don't go platinum, we robbing the Brinks (We robbing the Brinks truck)
Got left in the jungle and came out with [?] (Came out [?])

Yeah, pinky ring
Little more flashy than a camera, nigga
Big Sharc

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