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​yung brandy - el paso trappin lyrics

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[intro]
my lil’ bro gon’ put you on a merch
i’m in the toilet, b+tch give me the bread
pull up with a glock and that sh+t got a d+mn switch
chrome hearts tee and a vivienne accessory
we got cnotes like the keys of piano
this loud devilish, dapeo al diablo
she play with my b+lls, cristiano ronaldo
30k iced out uzi, trappin’ in el—

[verse 1]
yeah, b+tch i’m yung brandy, you dumb f+ck
everytime i smoke dope, i think i glo up
hice mainstream lo que era de nicho
soy vuestro padre y eso que soy un niño
yeah, b+tch, i’m with blingeez and we wasted
she say that she hate me, i don’t blame her
tu hoe dice ese brandy mio es un filologo
ese show tuyo parece un monologo
my lil’ bro gon’ put you on a merch
i’m in the toilet, b+tch give me the bread
pull up with a glock and that sh+t got a d+mn switch
chrome hearts tee and a vivienne accessory
we got cnotes like the keys of piano
this loud devilish, dapeo al diablo
she play with my b+lls, cristiano ronaldo
30k iced out uzi, trappin’ in el paso
swag, swag, estoy trappin’ en santiago
salen corriendo like galgo
no soy de barcelona, aunque igual causo desacato
los tengo atandome el zapato
hoe quiere le d+ck, le digo “espera un rato”
rank 1 asssasin like my name brandy touchdown
yo traphouse f+cked up like a vault from fallout
pull up to the function, we like 6 feet deep
all of my b+tches from dead or alive, extreme
swat yo’ whole block but we don’t f+ck with the feds
“brandy, this n+gga talkin’ sh+t” but i don’t really care
gucci, gucci, loui’, loui’, fendi, fendi, prada
pull up to the true religion store and i just cashout
yo’ girlfriend a groupie and she know i’m a minor
but she keep suckin’ on my d+ck ’cause my swag is major
b+tch, i’m in my penthouse, smokin’ that d+mn loud
ain’t got no racks, n+gga, get out
double r’s on me, lil’ boy, this not no truey’s
she say i’m a dog but i’m not a furry
love is not for me, i’m just gon’ stick to the bread
my joints are all bombs, i won’t get caught by the feds
contar tantos euros, me llena de estres
esa hoe era racista, ahora no lo es
[outro]
go, go, go, go
go, go, go, go
haha
yeah, woah
yeah man, you know how we rockin’ on this motherf+ckin’ b+tch, man
squad
haha, woah



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