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brg jay - shotta flow remix lyrics

[intro: caa$i caa$i, brg jay]
aye, aye, aye, aye, aye
runnin’ up on me thinking they funny
dissin’ on me have you dead like a mummy
brg jay man y’all know whats going on man
shotta flow man
lets get it
check this out though
lil shout out, nle choppa man

[verse 1: brg jay]
brg, brg
my shootas some demons
they pull up you know that they squeezing
my shootas they shoot i gotta give them a reason
yo girl on my top and i swear she be fiendin’
brg pull up these hoes started screaming
brg we stay hot no matter the season
know i keep them racks in and i ain’t even talking no tennis dawg
shootas yeah they hollers they straight out them trenches
yeah, they straight out them trenches
whitney houston choppas get to singing
hold it to yo face now yo mama can’t see ya
choppa make a opp have a seizure
hatin on brg but we can’t hear you
you n-gg-s hate but lowkey want a feature
im a young boss im hotter than a heater
my whole gang bosses and i love em keep a heater
my whole gang bosses and i love em keep a heater
ou, gang, gang, gang, big boy gang, big boy gang,brg
big boy gang, always big boy gang, get yo money up n-gg-

[verse 2: caa$i caa$i]
aye, aye, aye, aye, aye, aye
runnin’ up on me thinking they funny
dissin’ on me have you dead like a mummy (mummy n-gg-)
i make the money, yo girl be on me
sippin this purple, my stomach be bubbly (bubbly n-gg-)
im on yo block i be sending them shots
we dissin on insta, in real life you running (running n-gg-)
i got the money a n-gg- all funny until we got problems
yo mama gon duck me
i be so hot i be sippin cîroc
imma up em my glock if you pull up get shot
all my soldiers they ,faded we did it we waited
i pull up with choppas we call it belated (belated, belated)
in the back, cause i always be attaching them
dont care bout no female, my n-gg-s gon whack it up
taking yo girl come get that [?]
care bout my money dont get it im g-ssing em
aye, aye, gang
thinking they funny pull up on me have you dead like a mummy
i get the money yo girl be on me
sippin this purple my stomach be bubbly
pull on yo block,so we dissin on insta, but in real life you running
like a comedian n-gg- im funny
funny n-gg-, funny n-gg- caa$i caa$i, aye, aye

- brg jay lyrics

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