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believe her - brycee lyrics

[intro: brycee]
gang, ayy
f*ck it
look, look, look

[chorus: brycee]
me and lil bro up in this b*tch and you know we be snapping (yeah)
n*ggas talking all that sh*t they be rap capping (yeah)
ion like these little so y’all gotta stop acting (yeah)
we pull up with choppas and fullys we go get em lacking (okay)
i got h*lla shooters, you really don’t wanna meet us (don’t wanna meet us)
i got bad lil b*tches and you know that she my eater (she my eater)
choppa on me this go do something stupid with the heater (with the heater)
i don’t hang with none of you n*ggas if you believe her (yeah)

[verse 1: la baby bo]
me and big bro in the mud wе finna come and get some (ayy)
wе rocking jordan 1s we not rocking timberlands (jordan 1s)
i got hundred hundreds y’all only got little ones (little bucks)
i’m go keep on rapping i’m not one of the little ones (nah)

[verse 2: brycee]
he not one of the little ones so don’t even play with him (ayy)
that’s my lil bro and you know he keep that k with him (he keep that k)
f*ck what they talking about you know imma spray at him (imma spray)
this choppa gonna do him stupid so don’t even play with him, yeah (ayy, ayy, ayy)
i can up a bank right now but they don’t wanna see it (i can up)
these lil b*tches they do something stupid and they won’t admit (and they)
i got h*lla choppas and you know i ain’t going defeated (what)
imma f*ck all on this b*tch and you know she go be my woman, yeah (ayy)
[chorus: brycee]
me and lil bro up in this b*tch and you know we be snapping (yeah)
n*ggas talking all that sh*t they be rap capping (yeah)
ion like these little so y’all gotta stop acting (yeah)
we pull up with choppas and fullys we go get em lacking (okay)
i got h*lla shooters, you really don’t wanna meet us (don’t wanna meet us)
i got bad lil b*tches and you know that she my eater (she my eater)
choppa on me this go do something stupid with the heater (with the heater)
i don’t hang with none of you n*ggas if you believe her (yeah)

[verse 3: brycee & la baby bo]
why y’all out her believing that shorty? y’all know she be lying
she had hit lil bro phone up i’m like why this b*tch keep crying (she keep crying)
i got k!llers and robbers and they be fighting like lil ryan (ayy)
you a dog in the jungle lil n*gga imma big lion (imma lion)
come outside lil dude why you keep on hiding (keep on hiding)
you don’t even know him, why you keep on d*ck riding? (why you keep)
if something happened to me, i know big bro he gone slide (slide)
we seen him lacking then we washed him up like he was tide (baow)
every song i ever made i was always f*cking fried (always fried)
n*ggas talking all that sh*t we go pull up and get them lined (ayy, yeah)
i don’t hang with these lil n*ggas, i don’t like that lil b*tch keep crying (ayy)
choppa on me we go do him something different we go keep them dying, yeah

- brycee lyrics

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