Brinks

[Intro]

Brinks

Brinks

[Verse 1]

Mahogany brinks

Figaro the link

This lambskin Italian

Sweat on the drink

Coke on the skink

This ain't Fifth Ave

Imported and elegant

I'm in demand

Taking your man

Fuck is you doing?

You don't understand

Twenty minutes and yeah, I made a band

Russo-Baltique with the cran

Feel like the limelight

Getting my mind right

Weak ass bitch can't get none right

Hailing this cab

Pills pressed in a lab

I'm taking his body, baby, I'm fab

I get what I want

Ferragamo the fantasy

Enter the spot, everyone wan' fuck me

Take my coat and get me

[Verse 2]

Mahogany drinks

Mahogany drinks

Figaro the link

This lambskin Italian

I'm on the brink

Mahogany brinks

Figaro the link

This lambskin Italian

Sweat on thе drink

Mahogany kinks

Ten blue bills on the drеsser

Red bottom loafers in the box

Redeye from Milan to Odessa

Baby, I'm better

Dior, Prada, Wang, this house ain't never been ghetto

Real go-getter

Real hot stepper

New York City so meta

Move money like Brinks

High interest like banks

Spend liquid assets like I sip drink

Collagen, coke, and Cartier

I got chartered here in my Rocawear

Boss it up and then take it back

Keep 'em coming like I sell crack

Call me MTA, I run tracks

Been that bitch. I don't shit back

Been that bitch, I been had them mad

They just mad 'cause I got that bag

In the spot, I wanna have fun

Sex appeal, so they throwin' ones

Mass appeal, I feel like Gang Starr

I got drivers, I don't even gotta call cars

[Verse 3]

Mahogany drinks

Figaro the link

This lambskin Italian

I'm on the brink

I'm on the brink of success

I got 'em breakin' they necks

I got 'em saying he next

Bitches be checkin' for Kcid

Bitches be pressed

Kick up my feet

Pumps on the dash

Tap off my ash

Pull off in the fast car

Feels like Sinaloa, I got armed guards

Baby, I'm money, so I be whippin' the

[Chorus]

Brinks

Mahogany brinks

Mahogany brinks

Mahogany drinks

Figaro the link

This lambskin Italian

I'm on the brink

Mahogany brinks

Figaro the link

This lambskin Italian

Sweat on the drink

[Verse 4]

I'm on the brink

I'm on the brink of success

I got 'em breakin' they necks

I got 'em saying he next

Bitches be checkin' for Kcid

Bitches be pressed

I'm on the brink

I'm on the brink of success

I got 'em breakin' they necks

I got 'em saying he next

Bitches be checkin' for Kcid

Bitches be pressed