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life as a youngin - brygotbandz lyrics

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every since i was a young i wanted this sh*t
a n*gga be picky there is too many b*tches ion know who to pick
i dribble i dribble brodie set me the pick
everytime that i leave i look like a l!ck

i’m tryna get rich and sellout all of my shows
stacking all this money i’m stacking the dough
we throwing a banger we all on the boat x2
these b*tches are screaming my name they calling me goat
i take her backstage and i put it in her throat
can’t be cuffing you b*tches you b*tches some hoes

cop pull me over he gave me some tickets
every time that i shop there isn’t a limit
i run up the commas i run up the digits
i’m grinding i’m grinding i’m still on my mission

i’m breaking my bread
i’m doing division

recording a hit
i’m doing addition

i’m feeling the come up it’s coming real soon

couple bad b*tches they grabbing my hand take me up to the room
they taking they clothes off i’m f*cking with 2
i’m kissing her neck now she wet as a pool
they both got a man now he look like a fool
keeping the racks all inside of the duffle
got all these b*tches and they all in shuffle
i’m f*cking her good when she get in her moods
we both off a perc
now we all in the moon

b*tches they coming they coming in two
hang with the gang can’t be f*cking with you
red leather seats all inside of the coupe
balling on n*ggas i swear i can hoop

*swish sound effect*

swish you know i’m a bucket
shooting from 3 like i’m murray from the nuggets
copy the drip but it’s out your budget
in love with the money i got me a fetish
feet in the sand while i lay up in venice

green in my pocket you know it’s the lettuce
all in the mall give a f*ck if it’s credit or debit
b*tches be doing too much so i had to just dead it
too much money in the world so i had to just get it

i chopped off the top just to better my view
n*ggas be hating what the f*ck did i do
turn on the mic now my dreams coming true
foot on the gas i can’t sit here and lose
finna land in new jersey ain’t talking bout newark
blowing up now now she jacking that i knew her
ain’t f*cking with my school but i’m f*cking my tutor
n*ggas be talking about me and just staring up rumor

every since i was a young i wanted this sh*t
a n*gga be picky there is too many b*tches ion know who to pick
i dribble i dribble brodie set me the pick
everytime that i leave i look like a l!ck

i’m tryna get rich and sellout all of my shows
stacking all this money i’m stacking the dough
we throwing a banger we all on the boat x2
these b*tches are screaming my name they calling me goat
i take her backstage and i put it in her throat
can’t be cuffing you b*tches you b*tches some hoes

- brygotbandz lyrics

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