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a-game - brianne michelle flanabitch lyrics

[intro]
so, brianne flanab-tch
has a lot to say
but not until i shut him the f-ck up after this
p-ssy

[verse]
ok, this little f-ggot hating so he next on the list
acting like he some hard rapper, but he just a lil b-tch
i heard your music, lil boy, you don’t impress me for sh-t
sounding like lil uzi vert who ate a mouthful of d-ck
lancaster rappers are trash, but you as garb as they come
sayin’ that you from the streets, but you just talk out your b-m
even gave you my address, so we could walk it out, but
it’s clear you ain’t bout that life, p-ssy so just shut up and get f-cked
see you ain’t nothin’ but a punk and that is obvious to me
your homies got you g-ssed, but you ain’t bodyin’ them beats
b-tch, i bet $100 that you squattin’ when you pee
and since you actin’ real feminine, bet you gobble on the d
watch your mouth, p-ssy when you be talking sh-t to me
cause i’m a knock you out, push me i’ll do it honestly with ease
the only thing stoppin’ me, is i know you’ll call or scream ‘police!’
at any sign of an altercation, you ain’t hard, you a weak b-tch!
we know you jealous, even though you keep it secret!
you wish you was an emcee like me, kid!
you wish my girlfriend was someone who you could be with!
that ain’t just -ssumptions, that’s sh-t you said to me, g sh-t!
probably mad, cause i won’t sign to your label
sayin’ you ’bout to make it big, you full of lies like a fable
i went and k!lled this little p-ssy, just like cain did to abel
knowing he ain’t got sh-t to say, nothing to bring to the table
making sh-t up about me, so he can feel better ’bout himself
he’s got an ident-ty crisis, get this boy some help
and snap him back to his senses, so he don’t step and get the belt
b-tch your music is horrible, so i set it on the shelf

[hook]
his name was brianne mich-lle flanab-tch, he gave it his all
now his career’s in a coffin i wish he ain’t get involved
i wish he would’ve stayed respectful and remained as my dog
but he became a little b-tch, so i just gave ’em the raw (x2)

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