Bruiser Brigade

[Chorus: Danny Brown]

Bruiser, that's my crew

Bruiser, but don't forget the brew

MGDs and Colt 45s

But don't forget that Molson Ice

[Verse 1: Danny Brown]

I'm about to drink a Heineken (Heineken?)

I'm about to drink a Heineken (A Heineken?)

Met a white bitch with a China friend (A China friend?)

She gon' slurp me and she gon' slurp my friends

Bruiser, that's my crew

Bruiser, but don't forget the brew

Coronas and Bud Ice

Don't forget the Miller High Life

We about to drink some PBR (Stop)

No bottles at the club, nigga (Nigga), we at the bar (Stop)

UK niggas up in the pubs (Pub), they watching them soccer games (Swag)

We drunk as fuck, nigga (Nigga), we bumpin' Waka Flame (Baow, baow, baow, baow)

Your bitch, she wanna fuck

Your bitch, she wanna suck

What the fuck you think she 'posed to do?

But if she fuck me, she gotta fuck the crew

[Chorus: Danny Brown]

Bruiser, that's my crew

Bruiser, but don't forget the brew

MGDs and Colt 45s

But don't forget that Molson Ice

[Interlude: Dopehead]

Bruiser Brigade, bitch

You ain't pullin' a nigga dick out and slappin' yourself with it

Throwin' this bitch in your mouth, suckin' dick with bubbles

Fuckin' all night and drinkin' protein shakes in the morning

Get the fuck outta here

[Verse 2: Danny Brown]

I don't give a fuck 'bout none of these ho-ass niggas (None of these ho-ass niggas)

I don't give a fuck 'bout none of these ho-ass niggas (None of these ho-ass niggas)

I'm drunk as fuck, might fire on one of these niggas (Fire on one of these niggas)

We drunk as fuck, we might just jump these niggas (Yeah)

Bruiser, that's my crew

Bruiser, but don't forget the brew

We drink everything up on the shelf (Stop)

Now we hurlin' in the bathroom, I need some help (Stop)

But that's the life of a Bruiser nigga (Bruiser nigga)

Don't make me have to shoot a nigga (Blaow)

Bitch, it's Bruiser Brigade (Bruiser Brigade)

Bitch, it's Bruiser Brigade (Bruiser Brigade)

[Verse 3: Dopehead]

I need some brain, I think I lost mine

I'm higher than Swizz Beatz' hairline

You always cake up then bake up, say what?

You rappers cuff and you fake as lace fronts

Dopehead hustle harder, niggas can't knock it

Super skinnies, loosies breaking in my back pocket

I slam a rapper headfirst like the Undertaker

Headbutt your whole skull in, nigga, fuck a hater

You soft as Elvin off the Cosbys

My niggas down to do a homi'

Bruiser Brigade and don't forget the brew

Stylin' on rappers since Northwestern High School

Callin' me ahead of my time is an insult

I don't need a pencil, this shit is all mental

You rappers are wack, mad as hell, and you bored as fuck

I hit the stage, grab the mic, and do my Jordan shrug