[Intro]
My daddy made a-
Show 'em this shit, Brazy
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[Verse 1]
My mama raised a drug dealer
My daddy made a killer
I knew since I was a lil’ nigga I was always gon’ be that nigga
Made 300,000 dollars off rap and I’m still in the middle of the trenches
These niggas be thinking they oh so tough until they get hit with a *brr
These niggas be thinking by they oh so tough until a nigga jump out of they brushes
These niggas be thinking they Tony Montana until they get hit with a fully
I’m toting that shit nigga three four sticks boy this shit that you see in a movie
Oh you brought your blick oh you with the shits if you want to nigga let’s do it
We can go back to back we can go strap for strap we can take a few steps we can do it
Lil bro take pills before he go drill cause that nigga get to acting a fool
Soon as he tried to run that’s when his ass was done cause his ass got hit with a fully
Nigga try to act like the one nigga you might got the four deep down boy I know you a pussy
[Chorus]
My mama raised a drug dealer my daddy made a killer (Yes sir)
I knew since I was a lil’ nigga I was always gon’ be that nigga (Yes sir)
Made 300,000 dollars off rap and I’m still in the middle of the trenches (Yes sir)
These niggas be thinking they oh so tough until they get hit with a *brr
These niggas be thinking by they oh so tough until a nigga jump out of they brushes (Yes sir)
These niggas be thinking they Tony Montana until they get hit with a fully (Yes sir)
I’m toting that shit nigga three four sticks boy this shit that you see in a movie (Yes sir)
Oh you brought your blick oh you with the shits if you want to nigga let’s do it
[Verse 2]
Oh you want me to start if you take it to far then your ass gon’ go on the news
Bro got a soul from the 80’s he keep going crazy he keep giving niggas the blues
As soon as I give him the look your shit getting took I ain’t even gotta pay him to do it
If he ever get in that jam he won’t be jammed nigga play clueless he stupid
Bro hand me that scale off the cooler you don’t know what you doing
I handle more white then Lil Uzi I’m the one leaving the Pos bruises
I’m the one hunting for drops if we lose it bounce mask up we cause the confusion
Ummi tryna ask me why you so ruthless?
Wherever we catch him at that’s where we do it
When you get in this shit better know what you doing
[Chorus]
My mama raised a drug dealer my daddy made a killer (Yes sir)
I knew since I was a lil’ nigga I was always gon’ be that nigga (Yes sir)
Made 300,000 dollars off rap and I’m still in the middle of the trenches (Yes sir)
These niggas be thinking they oh so tough until they get hit with a *brr
These niggas be thinking by they oh so tough until a nigga jump out of they brushes (Yes sir)
These niggas be thinking they Tony Montana until they get hit with a fully (Yes sir)
I’m toting that shit nigga three four sticks boy this shit that you see in a movie (Yes sir)
Oh you brought your blick oh you with the shits if you want to nigga let’s do it
[Outro]
Show 'em this shit, Brazy
