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ghandi 300 – what’s brackin lyrics

[hook]

this beat deserves hennessy, a bad b-tch
and a bag of weed. (2)

[verse 1: don mohamed]

tissue paper rappers, man they bars full of that phony sh-t
see you over there girl
you be on that lonely sh-t
trustin in god, & working hard
g-shocks to altamars
we use to shop online, but now we buying out the mall
life’s good, but sh-t i had to struggle
before you through a hail-mary, boi
yo team gotta huddle
over coming all the hurdles
middle finger to them critics
the sweetest feeling is telling them haters i did it (i did it)
i’m working harder than ever before. working on this music that’ll put my team on tour
chosen, deion noir, a.k.a d.noir
& my clothes designed by my realest n-gga dior, not dior n-gga
i only rock de’tour
tour de’ fashion weekend in the background as i give her p-ssion
i’m rollin (rollin)
smokin (smokin)
ballin (ballin)
tell em’ n-ggas we all in

[hook]

[verse 2: d. noir]

rappers rapping about they “blowin up”
celebrating minor change, acting like they done enough
this the first chapter, better prove that you a factor
grammy night, tut it up, time for you to capture
the limelight
so grab tight and hold the crystal pressure
sweating turn the pressure into pleasure
every artist lesson
making dope music, exclusively from heaven, uh
only 17, worth 700 g’s
young king ballin, b-tch i’m metta world peace
pockets so beast, screaming f-ck the police
this some rich n-gga sh-t we the ceo of greece
de’tour on my sleeve, while im touring over sea’s
getting higher then this tree’s that these young n-gga’s is burning
gettin head before cl-ss
another way of learning
stepped my level up ain’t no point in me returning

[hook]

- ghandi 300 lyrics

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