bank method - go eats some bricks or something lyrics
[chorus: heartstopmiami]
let’s go
let’s go
took a hit, whoa
yeah i’m too high
i be seeing blue, like a blue guy
just like iron man, yea i flew high
yah, this a new feeling
she gon’ cut me off, for like no reason
i love betty boo, but she committed treason
and i got the heat, like the next season
betty’s on my meat, they in love with me, yea
wearing back packs, cus i’m still a teen, yea
call me flapjack, i want jelly beans, yea
go eat some bricks if you got beef wit me, yea
you don’t rеally need it
in that whip, speedin’
am to the pm, b+tch i’m still tweakin’
haters on ma d+ck, cus thеy want my s+m+n
[verse 1: heartstopmiami]
you not wit ’em guys, i don’t even see men
you not makin racks, you not in that nieman’s
they know that i’m loud, cus they tryna fiend yea
blowin’ up ma phone, she obsessed wit me yea
my opp got em lentes, h+llo newman
get mi gente en el foto, te dije zoom in
not tryna get in that whip cus y’all not really movin’
what kinda night is this? y’all really steady losin’, ya ya
on a tuesday
got yo girl in the cut, and she choosy
she don’t love ya, yea she choose me
ima hit her up, “what you doin’?”
she said, “miami, i’m listenin’ to your music”
ay, apple music, ituned in
hold tight betty, i don’t lose sh+t
whippin’ to the mall, we cruising
[verse 2: tropes]
yuh, i’m refusing to lock up
everybody down, its not us
everybody mad they stalk us
all my haters d+ck suckers
i woke myself up for a t.o
yuh, i don’t want a push to start, i twist that key bro
eat it up, like a steak, like a t+bone
i won’t show up to his function it’s a freakshow
she a d+ck fan, she a freak hoe
bro, he a d+ckman call him tito
this sh+t isn’t flappy bird, you can delete those
i did all this sh+t for real and they want cheat codes
and they want cheat codes, but n0body budge
you can’t get this sh+t for free bro, its up to the judge
hold on, and there’s more to it, but it sucks
and they want cheat codes, but they suck
[chorus: heartstopmiami]
let’s go
let’s go
took a hit, whoa
yeah i’m too high
i be seeing blue, like a blue guy
just like iron man, yea i flew high
yah, this a new feeling
she gon’ cut me off, for like no reason
i love betty boo, but she committed treason
and i got the heat, like the next season
betty’s on my meat, they in love with me, yea
wearing back packs, cus i’m still a teen, yea
call me flapjack, i want jelly beans, yea
go eat some bricks if you got beef wit me, yea
you don’t really need it
in that whip, speedin’
am to the pm, b+tch i’m still tweakin’
haters on ma d+ck, cus they want my s+m+n
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