white ferrari - brezden lyrics
[intro]
yeah
granny mad i’m having bows, haha
granny mad i’m having bows
she like “get that sh*t up out my house, that sh*t stank, boy”
[chorus]
yeah, granny mad i’m having bows, she said they linger
used to smoke the roach until it started to burn my finger
cut on white ferrari, i know frank her favorite singer
how i end up starting? used to be the second stringer, d*mn
[verse 1]
used to be on practice squad but now i wouldn’t even squad, though
i don’t trust no man alive and i put that on god
i get coaches mad as f*ck, like “please somebody guard him”
talking to the man inside my mirror, say “you are him”
my new b*tch a rn, she know how to take shots
give a ar to my man though just like he [?]
hoodie on my face hot, b*tch, i’m in a great spot
tryna battle but you are a l, you not [?]
yeah, you are a l like a website
they weren’t in that gym when i was tryna get my left right
[?] was your mans, what’s your hand? oh, you left right?
oh, you think i’m playing? quit smoking on that meth pipe
[chorus]
yeah, granny mad i’m having bows, she said they linger
used to smoke the roach until it started to burn my finger
cut on white ferrari, i know frank her favorite singer
how i end up starting? used to be the second stringer, d*mn
yeah, granny mad i’m having bows, she said they linger
used to smoke the roach until it started to burn my finger
cut on white ferrari, i know frank her favorite singer
how i end up starting? used to be the second stringer, d*mn
[verse 2]
granny wake up, she say the house is reeking of reefer
with my b*tch, she rocking pink like it’s the evening of easter
focused on that bread and cheese like i was eating a pizza
i can’t even trust my own mother, sh*t, even theresa
i can’t trust a b*tch [?] i’m being franker than ocean
i tell her i’m thinking ’bout her while i’m drinking my potion
i’m steady taking novacaine because i hate the emotions
i pull up in that white ferrari, take my bae to the scotia
[chorus]
yeah, granny mad i’m having bows, she said they linger
used to smoke the roach until it started to burn my finger
cut on white ferrari, i know frank her favorite singer
how i end up starting? used to be the second stringer
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