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Performed By: brandi jade
Language: English
Length: 1:31
Written by: brandi martin




brandi jade - intro Lyrics




We got the key to the street like the Migos
Upping this Glock, man you know she a freak ho These niggas be bitches, they not certified
Don't come around, if yeen gone slide

These bullets bisexual come get you some whore
All of this envy, I hear it, Ion want it
I'm tryna get some munyun, mane you buggin'
Ion f*ck nobody, barely f*ck with my cousin

You cross me, it is what it is, don't call my phone
Ion wanna deal with none of this shit
Only 16 still poppin', this shit
You play with da gang, I'm poppin' this stick

672, cook that boy like some bacon
You know I ride with them motherf*ckin' Haitians
Round up, applause, all my niggas gon' clap
Smackdown, Smackdown, wack him

Let's go
Yo
Pour up a four, mm-hmm
Pass me the sprite, we creep on yo block like a thief In the night

I'm playin' my role, nigga, play with your life
Sent my young nigga out, just slime you for free that Shit that you smokin', that shit really reggie
This shit that i'm smokin, it get to yo belly

Young nigga, play we gone send em to heaven
Got murder on my mind, man, I feel like I'm melly
Uh, uh, walk that boy down like he had him a cold
That lil' bank roll, you flex, that shit gettin' old

My young nigga know the purgin, he quick to kill like he jigsaw
Posted' up on da block like a mailbox
That shit that you sayin, it gon' get you knocked off
Knocked off, that shit get you sayin, it gon' get you knocked off

It gon' get you knocked off
It gon' get you knocked off
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We got the key to the street like the Migos
Upping this Glock, man you know she a freak ho These niggas be bitches, they not certified
Don't come around, if yeen gone slide

These bullets bisexual come get you some whore
All of this envy, I hear it, Ion want it
I'm tryna get some munyun, mane you buggin'
Ion f*ck nobody, barely f*ck with my cousin

You cross me, it is what it is, don't call my phone
Ion wanna deal with none of this shit
Only 16 still poppin', this shit
You play with da gang, I'm poppin' this stick

672, cook that boy like some bacon
You know I ride with them motherf*ckin' Haitians
Round up, applause, all my niggas gon' clap
Smackdown, Smackdown, wack him

Let's go
Yo
Pour up a four, mm-hmm
Pass me the sprite, we creep on yo block like a thief In the night

I'm playin' my role, nigga, play with your life
Sent my young nigga out, just slime you for free that Shit that you smokin', that shit really reggie
This shit that i'm smokin, it get to yo belly

Young nigga, play we gone send em to heaven
Got murder on my mind, man, I feel like I'm melly
Uh, uh, walk that boy down like he had him a cold
That lil' bank roll, you flex, that shit gettin' old

My young nigga know the purgin, he quick to kill like he jigsaw
Posted' up on da block like a mailbox
That shit that you sayin, it gon' get you knocked off
Knocked off, that shit get you sayin, it gon' get you knocked off

It gon' get you knocked off
It gon' get you knocked off
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Writer: brandi martin
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