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brezden - hardest alive lyrics

[intro]
b+tch
b+tch
ayy, i’m finna run this
oh my god, watch this sh+t, bro
yeah

[verse]
i ain’t slip in four days, b+tch, i’ve been up
i po’ a fo’ up in my cup, got me big stuck
keep your ho from ’round the spot, get yo’ b+tch took
yeah, i’ma f+ck then i’ma pass her, no luck
and no book could ever tell the story of my life
ten hoes gettin’ pipe, none of these hoes can be my wife
muddy drank, that’s dirty sprite
bullets in his head like lice
heard you hang with rats and mice
she eat me up like appetizers
never mind, she gon’ eat me up like a full+coursе
skatpack, got five hundred horse, i don’t want a porschе
old as h+ll, jumpin’ off the porch, you a f+ckin’ dork
i don’t sip sh+t, but i celebrate, might pop a cork
we’ve been celebratin’ ’cause i’m ballin’, i don’t play sports
ayy, reach for my chain or play with gang, i might rake the score
ballin’ on these b+tches like the third pick in ’84
know that boy a goofy, i can tell, he be datin’ wh0res
yo’ b+tch say you ain’t me, need to do better
feel like a$ap ferg, i’m on a whole new level
i might play up in that p+ssy, i won’t buy no pedals
i got some brand new diamonds, i can’t rock no metals
lil’ b+tch, i get gold medals, i’m a first place winner, baby
i only speak facts, i’m a real life printer, baby
his b+tch so wet, she the godd+mn river lately
you better pop that plan b, h+ll nah, you can’t get a baby
i’m playin’, i’m good with the kids, i’m a smooth man
unc’ serve a fiend, then i watched him hit the spoon dance
chrome heart denim, yeah, i feel like these some cool pants
just walked outta saks, and i f+cked up a few bands
oh, this the new dance? we gettin’ jiggy wit’ it
.762s will make a p+ssy hit the griddy wit’ it
white b+tch, and she caked up, she like iggy with it
shawty send a kitty cat, she talkin’ ’bout can you stick it in me
i mean, well first i gotta see that ass shake
way too many drugs for me to ever have a bad day
could tell that he a sissy, he be sayin’ sh+t the f+g way
wake up in the mornin’, brush my t++th and then i bag chase
for real, i need a mill’, feel like meek or some’
need to get to blowin’, you would think that b+tch a freak or some’
put that metal on him like we f+ckin’ with his t++th or some’
we’ll put him up in smoke, we turned him into cheech or some’
rockin’ buffs like i’m k with the first pick
he keep on sayin’, “ask about me, i ain’t heard sh+t”
unc’ a zookeeper, he could really make the birds flip
i told her tuck the glock or i’ma kick you to the curb, b+tch
ayy, kick her out, vinatieri
you a p+ssy, super scary
you a sissy, hang wit’ faires
i play wit’ birds, like i’m larry
you a mouse, tom and jerry
chopper sing, mariah carry
only time you poppin’ when you b+tchin’, like tyler perry
only time they listenin’ when you loud, like stephen a
i’m locked in, don’t listen to the crowd, that’s in my dna
bad b+tch, blocked her like the brow, she was bein’ lame
my youngin pull up, take a bad shot, he was bein’ dame
i ain’t ever took a bad shot, i’m a smart player
rockin’ all black in the spot like i’m darth vader
lil’ b+tch, i’m the bomb, i’m finna blow, i feel like al+queda
you say you wanna block, but you ho, you like derrick favors

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