You the type of n*gga to shoot up your phone just to call it a screenshot
Everyone talk on the internet
Don't look at me cause I am something that he's not
You always talking that fake
Acting like a robot better yet he go be-bop
And when I go down on a beat
Don't come looking for me cause you be a fein op and I be a phenom
I go crazy on a beat just like I am coo coo for co-co puffs
I have not had enough
Everyone telling me this the end
But no this is the war that has just begun
Reppin' that CT; all me me; best rapper in Meriden, that be my city
Don't f*Ck with that fifty; you know I get litty
Need a few fans to come around and show me just like a committee
Let me just show you Something little I got
Gotta keep it a secret
All the respect I got for you N*gga's
You know I don't need it, don't f*ck with my reasons
That sh*t can't fit in my pocket
Gettin' all the racks need to make a deposit
I put that bat to your head
You better not say sh*t, you better just stop it
Yo bunny
What they say
All these n*gga's talking crazy
They talking this and that, when I see 'em all they do is look they other way
Hold up I do what I always say
Never gone catch bitch lacking
If I got a problem gone say it to ya face
I'm gone look at you sideways (B*tch)
It's Brieezy lee
Always gonna be
Never gonna be mf wanna be
But-look at you
You fake I knew
Saying you the sh*t, nah thats real doo-doo
Man back to me
Man I'm sparkling
I'm talking diamond on my risk, trynna stack the Ching Ching
I'm w neehow kiling
I mean that's jap or Chinese
Disregard that last part, man you know why i mean
Ahhahahha
Took a couple bars just too laugh
This n*gga's is my son, I'm the dad
Man go to your room and get the pad
And I don't even wanna hear
"Man Why dad"
You had to many chances
I'm beat that a**
Don't cry it's gone make sh*t twice as fast
And when I'm done man I better hear
"I'm sorry dad"
I'm drinking on lean I can't even focus
You wanna f*ck me lil baby I know it
Percocets hit me these sh*t's is too potent
VVS diamonds can see that they frozen
She can't suck my d*ck cause the bitch keep chokin
30 more shots in this Glock that I'm toting
I'm smokin on runtz your smoking on rodents
This flow is so nice that I think that it's broken
Gave her some d*ck now the lil bitch tapped out
Two twin glicks on me I don't back down
Real street n*gga I might as well rap now
Uzi On me in the club no pat down
Out in CT with my bro king bunny
If You disrespect bro then sh*t get ugly
Drake make him dance audition for honey
F*ck that lil bitch all I want is some money
Dread head b*tch she look like Medusa
I'm in the Stu right now with the shooters
I made that n*gga run out of his pumas
I'm getting head from a old head cougar
DR b*tch I think her names pooka
Stripe sweater phadora hat X Kruger
Playing with drums I feel like lex lugar
Glock 17 smoke a n*gga like hookah
ScreenShot (feat. Brieezy Lee & XTW) Video (MV)
Performed By: King Bunny
Language: English
Length: 2:53
Written by: Brian Miller, Damion Morales, Xavier Wooten
King Bunny - ScreenShot (feat. Brieezy Lee & XTW) Lyrics
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You the type of n*gga to shoot up your phone just to call it a screenshot
Everyone talk on the internet
Don't look at me cause I am something that he's not
You always talking that fake
Acting like a robot better yet he go be-bop
And when I go down on a beat
Don't come looking for me cause you be a fein op and I be a phenom
I go crazy on a beat just like I am coo coo for co-co puffs
I have not had enough
Everyone telling me this the end
But no this is the war that has just begun
Reppin' that CT; all me me; best rapper in Meriden, that be my city
Don't f*Ck with that fifty; you know I get litty
Need a few fans to come around and show me just like a committee
Let me just show you Something little I got
Gotta keep it a secret
All the respect I got for you N*gga's
You know I don't need it, don't f*ck with my reasons
That sh*t can't fit in my pocket
Gettin' all the racks need to make a deposit
I put that bat to your head
You better not say sh*t, you better just stop it
Yo bunny
What they say
All these n*gga's talking crazy
They talking this and that, when I see 'em all they do is look they other way
Hold up I do what I always say
Never gone catch bitch lacking
If I got a problem gone say it to ya face
I'm gone look at you sideways (B*tch)
It's Brieezy lee
Always gonna be
Never gonna be mf wanna be
But-look at you
You fake I knew
Saying you the sh*t, nah thats real doo-doo
Man back to me
Man I'm sparkling
I'm talking diamond on my risk, trynna stack the Ching Ching
I'm w neehow kiling
I mean that's jap or Chinese
Disregard that last part, man you know why i mean
Ahhahahha
Took a couple bars just too laugh
This n*gga's is my son, I'm the dad
Man go to your room and get the pad
And I don't even wanna hear
"Man Why dad"
You had to many chances
I'm beat that a**
Don't cry it's gone make sh*t twice as fast
And when I'm done man I better hear
"I'm sorry dad"
I'm drinking on lean I can't even focus
You wanna f*ck me lil baby I know it
Percocets hit me these sh*t's is too potent
VVS diamonds can see that they frozen
She can't suck my d*ck cause the bitch keep chokin
30 more shots in this Glock that I'm toting
I'm smokin on runtz your smoking on rodents
This flow is so nice that I think that it's broken
Gave her some d*ck now the lil bitch tapped out
Two twin glicks on me I don't back down
Real street n*gga I might as well rap now
Uzi On me in the club no pat down
Out in CT with my bro king bunny
If You disrespect bro then sh*t get ugly
Drake make him dance audition for honey
F*ck that lil bitch all I want is some money
Dread head b*tch she look like Medusa
I'm in the Stu right now with the shooters
I made that n*gga run out of his pumas
I'm getting head from a old head cougar
DR b*tch I think her names pooka
Stripe sweater phadora hat X Kruger
Playing with drums I feel like lex lugar
Glock 17 smoke a n*gga like hookah
Everyone talk on the internet
Don't look at me cause I am something that he's not
You always talking that fake
Acting like a robot better yet he go be-bop
And when I go down on a beat
Don't come looking for me cause you be a fein op and I be a phenom
I go crazy on a beat just like I am coo coo for co-co puffs
I have not had enough
Everyone telling me this the end
But no this is the war that has just begun
Reppin' that CT; all me me; best rapper in Meriden, that be my city
Don't f*Ck with that fifty; you know I get litty
Need a few fans to come around and show me just like a committee
Let me just show you Something little I got
Gotta keep it a secret
All the respect I got for you N*gga's
You know I don't need it, don't f*ck with my reasons
That sh*t can't fit in my pocket
Gettin' all the racks need to make a deposit
I put that bat to your head
You better not say sh*t, you better just stop it
Yo bunny
What they say
All these n*gga's talking crazy
They talking this and that, when I see 'em all they do is look they other way
Hold up I do what I always say
Never gone catch bitch lacking
If I got a problem gone say it to ya face
I'm gone look at you sideways (B*tch)
It's Brieezy lee
Always gonna be
Never gonna be mf wanna be
But-look at you
You fake I knew
Saying you the sh*t, nah thats real doo-doo
Man back to me
Man I'm sparkling
I'm talking diamond on my risk, trynna stack the Ching Ching
I'm w neehow kiling
I mean that's jap or Chinese
Disregard that last part, man you know why i mean
Ahhahahha
Took a couple bars just too laugh
This n*gga's is my son, I'm the dad
Man go to your room and get the pad
And I don't even wanna hear
"Man Why dad"
You had to many chances
I'm beat that a**
Don't cry it's gone make sh*t twice as fast
And when I'm done man I better hear
"I'm sorry dad"
I'm drinking on lean I can't even focus
You wanna f*ck me lil baby I know it
Percocets hit me these sh*t's is too potent
VVS diamonds can see that they frozen
She can't suck my d*ck cause the bitch keep chokin
30 more shots in this Glock that I'm toting
I'm smokin on runtz your smoking on rodents
This flow is so nice that I think that it's broken
Gave her some d*ck now the lil bitch tapped out
Two twin glicks on me I don't back down
Real street n*gga I might as well rap now
Uzi On me in the club no pat down
Out in CT with my bro king bunny
If You disrespect bro then sh*t get ugly
Drake make him dance audition for honey
F*ck that lil bitch all I want is some money
Dread head b*tch she look like Medusa
I'm in the Stu right now with the shooters
I made that n*gga run out of his pumas
I'm getting head from a old head cougar
DR b*tch I think her names pooka
Stripe sweater phadora hat X Kruger
Playing with drums I feel like lex lugar
Glock 17 smoke a n*gga like hookah
Writer: Brian Miller, Damion Morales, Xavier Wooten
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid