sylvy – braggin’ rights lyrics
i like guap, i don’t like thots
i like some b+tches but don’t like the problems
n+gga that’s facts i can’t cap in my rap
play me for dummy lil b+tch i’ma crash
i might roll me a blunt, i might smoke me a dab
you not my dawg you can’t give me no dap
hit up yo homeboy don head and bump this sh+t
this sh+t slap
i don’t know why that b+tch been hittin’ my line
check the clock i don’t care if you still been on time
n+gga you late
bad b+tch might hit from the back then i leave cream on her face
give me some sp+ce
i’m playin’ the cards i was dealt lil n+gga this sh+t was not spades
i’m number one uno
i’m high on mars like bruno
me and pops gettin’ fat like sumo
i was up in the trap like you know
i don’t want no seater wit’ the two door
i’ll leave on a b+tch like toodles
momma always said i’ma smart noodle
you don’t me b+tch look me up on google
like my brother lik gotta be frugal
gotta be gotta be
there is no way that you stoppin’ me stoppin’ me
if you just look at your favorite i don’t even think that n+gga hot as me
man i don’t think n0body toppin’ me
bad b+tch and she toppin’ me
this sh+t a gamble monopoly
my grow up location them shots be
phsswhoo
i don’t think that none of you have a clue
i’ve been having dreams so nothings’ new
wake up in the morning sippin’ on juice
i had about ten gallons of that it was cranberry
over the last thirty days
and i got thirty thousand plays
no i got sixty nine
no i gotta humid thou i think
celebrate and pop my dad champagne
next morning man i can’t even think
then i go ahead and plan my orders for the next day cause i’m makin’ sales
used to be hauling ass to autobell
muhf+ckas prolly thought i won’t prevail
yeah yeah
never join a class again
i’ll never work a nine to five
ever again, a hunnid percent
ooh i’ll never have to whip a pie
listen if you wanna do it then you can have the sh+t
but you bet not have a simple life
i’m literally doin’ my music and trick shots
easy for me i get mine
n+gga
what y’all know about that
finally get to be self employed
i’m nineteen n+gga
i’m nineteen n+gga
yeah
sat my ass on the couch
f+ck that sh+t b+tch i’ma lay my ass up in the bed
bad b+tch wit’ her ass out then she give me head then i go chase a check
i’m smokin’ on berries and nana’s
if i’m not on your tv then b+tch switch the channel
and b+tch i’m too hot
and i’m up in this b+tch and i’m lit like a candle
and i’ma go keep the glock like i’m rambo
and plus i be smokin’ this weed like i’m randall
i’m saucin’
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