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Bruh, You Stupid (feat. Berran Lee) Video (MV)






Leo the Rapper - Bruh, You Stupid (feat. Berran Lee) Lyrics




See a Record Labels like a pie graph
They want a piece of this and a piece of that
I said hold up, My girl callin' come get the ass
I come right back and redo the math
They tried to give me ten, I'm like f*ck that
I just hop the fence and bounce right back
I got out in 4
I'm like 24
I'm sleeping on the floor
The type of shit that'll make you rob convenience stores
Cuz' I pull it from the waist and they empty the drawers
I'm tryna get to the top of the sycamore
Like I'm Zachariah
King Hezekiah
I build empires
I'm the man on fire
Gotta burning passion, gotta try to tame it
Gotta loaded cannon gonna try to aim it
At anybody who try to claim it
Talking Black magic, that witchcraft, that Voodoo
Flow telepathic, I light matches burn through you
I melt the plastic and burn the fabric there's no you
I leave the ashes and build the caskets for all you
My vision massive had to lose the glasses they like "Who You?"

I'm that Man, "Bruh You Stupid"
I'm that Man, "Bruh You Stupid"
I'm that Man, "Bruh You Stupid"
I'm that Man, "Bruh You Stupid"

I am elevated, levitated, hella-faded, medicated, uh, yea
She booty shake it, ew she naked, nigga's hate it cause I can't be duplicated
My flow is long awaited, your flow is stuck up and dictated
Power level too strong, mixtape like a spirit bomb
"So when it drop?" nigga be patient
Ay, ay, ay, ay, bitch don't be talking to me like you know me
I put a scar on your face little Tony
So don't F*** around
Chopper surround sound like the manufacture of Sony
Damn
Pull up on em and I own the scene
Chain hit your face like a Solar Beam
I don't wanna hear about your Ex man hoe my tempers badder than Wolverine
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See a Record Labels like a pie graph
They want a piece of this and a piece of that
I said hold up, My girl callin' come get the ass
I come right back and redo the math
They tried to give me ten, I'm like f*ck that
I just hop the fence and bounce right back
I got out in 4
I'm like 24
I'm sleeping on the floor
The type of shit that'll make you rob convenience stores
Cuz' I pull it from the waist and they empty the drawers
I'm tryna get to the top of the sycamore
Like I'm Zachariah
King Hezekiah
I build empires
I'm the man on fire
Gotta burning passion, gotta try to tame it
Gotta loaded cannon gonna try to aim it
At anybody who try to claim it
Talking Black magic, that witchcraft, that Voodoo
Flow telepathic, I light matches burn through you
I melt the plastic and burn the fabric there's no you
I leave the ashes and build the caskets for all you
My vision massive had to lose the glasses they like "Who You?"

I'm that Man, "Bruh You Stupid"
I'm that Man, "Bruh You Stupid"
I'm that Man, "Bruh You Stupid"
I'm that Man, "Bruh You Stupid"

I am elevated, levitated, hella-faded, medicated, uh, yea
She booty shake it, ew she naked, nigga's hate it cause I can't be duplicated
My flow is long awaited, your flow is stuck up and dictated
Power level too strong, mixtape like a spirit bomb
"So when it drop?" nigga be patient
Ay, ay, ay, ay, bitch don't be talking to me like you know me
I put a scar on your face little Tony
So don't F*** around
Chopper surround sound like the manufacture of Sony
Damn
Pull up on em and I own the scene
Chain hit your face like a Solar Beam
I don't wanna hear about your Ex man hoe my tempers badder than Wolverine
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Writer: ALLEN MICHAEL WITCHER, BERRAN LEE, JUSTIN WATKINS, JUSTIN MICHAEL ECKERD
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid, Songtrust Ave


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