Prince Perez - New Brighton Drive-By (feat. Flukey) Lyrics

Big bank take lil bank
Lets get it clear yall niggas lil bank
I got lil niggas wit bigger paper
You big mad wit yall lil rank
Big things lil niggas saying making me think niggas didnt think
I got big homies wit bigger choppas have you dancing like you did it for Lil Saint
Trust me i do this shit comfortably
None of yall niggas can f*ck wit me
All of yall niggas look up to me
All of these niggas
Im just a problem with this
Tried to stop to let novices get out their lyrics
But i just got tired of this shit
Man i promise i really hate rhyming like this
But still kill this shit
Me I'm that dude cuz I'm perfect
I do it its through with , its perfect
My dudes all over the globe
Yall niggas glued to the surface
I know the truth gotta hurt ya
I know that shit gotta sting
Baby home gimme my throne
I'm in my zone
King
Yo Fluke I got this man
Street pavers
We all we got
Staten Island
Yo
Look
Look
Somebody Tell Fluke I'm about to put up
Somebody tell frank that we need to blow up
Shoutout my brother Mike bout to f*ck shit up
Just ask all my brothers boy they'll tell you wassup
If it wasn't for Briggs I wouldn't have a platform
That's why I won't hesitate to give him a arm
Try my fam and you'll see what I'm about
Just cuz I'm a pretty boy don't take that route
I'm not about bluffs I'm all about actions
Don't be the nigga acting while I'm directing
Pitching roger Clemens on the mound and
Making girlfriends out of the women you be dreaming
To be with its no secret I keep p lit
I eat it she be feenin paraplegic
When I finish legs up man she still wet
Leaking she be freaking all weekend
The truth is I don't wife em I don't need it
Feed them a bunch of lies make me believe it
Creep shit I'm in DMs off the deep end
She suck penis like she wanna keep it
I G it cuz in the mornin I'll be leaving
Breezing in the night time I be theifing
Tag Reem in for some double teaming
Loyalty over everything I be bleeding
It's Staten Island till I'm dead and gone
Where you don't know who a friend or foe
Ride with JR and Charlie cuz them my woes
And it's no new friends cuz we closed the doors
Look
You know how that shit goes
When you start getting chicken man they all in ya windows
I see a bunch of niggas trynna steal my flow
But I switch it up quicker then a woman's wardrobe
Like Damn
When they think you falling off you gotta do it big
Tell them hating ass niggas get up off my dick
Slept on until I'm on Instagram with yo bitch
Have you sweating like why she want him