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idy bran - ​fr! lyrics

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[intro]
(uhhhh uhhhh uhhh)
(ahhhh ahhhh ahhh)
(uhhhh uhhhh uhhh)
(ahhhh ahhhh haaa)

[chorus]
tell ’em pull up, cause we really ain’t scared ’bout sh+t, but you fumbled; you a b+tch, for real
i got my hands on my hips; you wanna talk sh+t, ‘lil b+tch? you get hit, for real
i had to run to the bank and get that deposit, and i make it rain while your body folding
man, y’all is some lames ’bout to get my bag
motherf+cker, i’ma change (yeah)
how i’ma pull up to hoe crib and f+ck from the back of that b+tch?
man, i’ve been getting rich while we been making too many hits
they been saying ‘lil bran don’t miss; we know we too legit
i’ve got plenty of bands on me; i don’t need to take you up with this sh+t
you get hit with the bl!ck
tell me how you just folded on gang, but they claim that you never did
swifts can’t f+ck with you, b+tch

[verse 2]
why they wanna switch up now? had to stay the same way
but you do not f+ck with me back then; you did not see the vision
came with a beam, no intermission
got a ‘lil clout [?] competition
i just wanna f+ck with you; it’s repetition of the xans, lil b+tch, i’ve been tripping
tell your b+tch you mean stacking up my paper; got that green
what do you want from me? i know you just want the best from me
i got that sauce, the recipe
you talking that sh+t, you rest in peace
i got that choppa, that .40 on me
you talking down? what the f+ck do you mean?
brought my bag; i’m with the team (yeah)
no, you can’t catch us; we running, got beams
and no attachment, girl, what you need?
remember back then, they was talking sh+t on me
[chorus]
tell ’em pull up, cause we really ain’t scared ’bout sh+t, but you fumbled; you a b+tch, for real
i got my hands on my hips; you wanna talk sh+t, ‘lil b+tch? you get hit, for real
i had to run to the bank and get that deposit, and i make it rain while your body folding
man, y’all is some lames ’bout to get my bag
motherf+cker, i’ma change (yeah)
how i’ma pull up to hoe crib and f+ck from the back of that b+tch?
man, i’ve been getting rich while we been making too many hits
they been saying ‘lil bran don’t miss; we know we too legit
i’ve got plenty of bands on me; i don’t need to take you up with this sh+t
you get hit with the bl!ck
tell me how you just folded on gang, but they claim that you never did
swifts can’t f+ck with you, b+tch



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