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brogasha - the race (freestyle) lyrics

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(chorus)
man im rappin to this beat free tay k
pull up in my rari b-tches come my way
cash is flowing through my pockets everyday
quavo with that yachty know i’m bouta sway

(verse)
shooters come with ninas pointing at your face
bust you with all caps i ain’t talking lower case
make them bow their heads like they were saying grace
feed them with the 30 leave an aftertaste

(verse)
my old b-tch your brand new and thats just funny
cause she hop from d-ck to d-ck just like a bunny
she ain’t a gold digger cause you got no money
you gettin burned so hard you think that it was sunny

(verse)
enough about that lets just change the topic
hit you with the trick shot you think im in optic
new track from the boys ya i dropped it
make these chiggas blast off just like team rocket

(verse)
racing all my homies on the freeway
know i come with the packers i ain’t talking green bay
workin on this beat my time just went away
i woke up too moody who gon die today

(verse)
bars coming back to back like im drake
b-tches at my school you know they h-lla fake
know my shoes f-cking rare like my steak
rapping too much heat i need to take a break

(verse)
only snakes i like are on my gucci collar
i call these other rappers luke cause im their father
lookin at my wrist and all i see is water
my old ex is trash but my new girl hotter

(chorus)
man im rapin to this beat free tay k
pull up in my rari b-tches come my way
cash is flowing through my pockets everyday
quavo with that yachty know i’m bouta sway

- brogasha lyrics

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