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b-ro brody - god's son lyrics

if i was jason kidd
i still wouldn’t pass my classes
ima rapper like chance
but ion take no acid
looking for a kyla pratt
jorja or a angelina basset
its not all about your ass
u gotta have some assets
i be smoking so much gas
they thot i owned exxon
she said when i talk money
is when i turn her on
been waiting on my time
now uh n#gga next on
life is a test
and uh n#gga hate scantrons

i really hate scantrons
remember i was little
i wanted to be megatron
now the way i run it up
n#gga watching my marathon
my sack don’t get days off
n#gga always keep it on
all i want is bread and cheese
just ike papa john
f#ck ppl god who uh n#gga be calling on
he always answer
never a excuse or a dial tone
im made of gold f#ck a gemstone
black king al i need is my throne
and then my crown
just last month
prolly smoke 10 pounds
been months since i came down
she call me just to duck her down
told her f#ck a shape she coming round
she say ima dog a blood hound
prolly cuz i be smoking pounds
circle small don’t duck with clowns
won’t drink unless it’s bobby brown
if you get me white i can’t get down
i be getting high momma tell me get down
just domed a blunt i can’t right now

i swear if i was 66
i wouldn’tt rap sh#t
prolly play for mavericks
or magic superstar in the leaguen njust like im patrick she always wanna kick we get hat tricks
tmac i cudnt pass shhit

when you gods son
you can help but get yo rays off
doorbell always worked
growing up never wore no knox offs
always had netflix
but i neve was a shoff
now i need a coupe
even when it’s cold got my top off
even if i gotta soda can
she gone top me off
hit her in the parking lot
then i drop her off
they think i got the flu
the way this gas make me cough
not playing sports but when in hurting
i just play it off
i put in way more work than most
still can’t take no days off
not playing not sports no more
but when i’m hurting i play it off
swear i lose my breath
when i see a state car
in love with the blues
just like avatar
i’m tryna get my money long
just like a seminar

write my own music
neve liked going to bars
never hit tobacco
i stuff weed in cigars
if i was 66
i would be in the league a superstar
no later want foreign car
since high school had bad foreign broads

she hit the blunt twice
got here eyes on ling ling
then she suck my ding a ling
just like a chicken wing
she say the way u always high
im surprised u ain’t grew a wing
in hishschool i was point guard
i ain play the wing
i love her with them
or with her braids offs
i keep that sack on me
i never have it off
won’t get lost in the sauce
even with waze off
i be grinding hard
i never been soft

if i was rajon rondo
i still wouldn’t pass my classes
eyesight 2020
still want cardiac glasses
my homie was not broke
he still laying in the casket
i remember i use to pray
to make millions off baskets
and never see no caskets
but life is a lot times tragic
i just dorm blunts and don’t pass it

- b ro brody lyrics

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