HoneyKomb Brazy - Brazy Shit
[Intro]
Brazy
Brazy Brazy
Honeykomb Brazy
Know we pop out like raccoons nigga
It go boom, nigga (It go boom)
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I don’t even do that for real
[Verse 1]
When I pop out they looking cockeyed
Got a 4-5 right in the door side
I’m rocking one way like a dead end
I don’t see how these niggas play both sides
Get em gone now he can’t ride with no side
I ain’t feelings in a motion
All it take one time for me to see ya hoe side, Ima fuck a nigga over
That ain’t how I ride, She in the front seat i’m like get out, My dawg in the front seat that’s how I slide
If she ride she riding like I ride, Throw that hoe in the back like some Zaza
I’m banging red like some hot fries
This a plato way back tho, Money on my head on my last leg i’m finessing bread out a fat hoe
I ain’t got nun against fat folks, I was gone for a minute i’m back tho
Came home kicked straight through the back door
They don’t wanna see me all black mode, Nothing but dracos & Halos
38 with my grandma potatoes, It came off the kitchen table, Favor for a favor
Trigger trade em then connect his ass like some cable
I be slam dunking like Tim Duncan, On all my haters
I tell em everybody ain’t gang, Why they try to tell me everybody ain’t ate, How the fuck you gon tell me that nigga won’t change, When I already seen the nigga name on papers
[Verse 2]
You ain’t getting no money bitch I got slow money, We call that turtle check
Get you whacked for some show money, We going all the way up like a turtle neck
Ain’t never heard of that, These niggas funny as fuck Lil Duval
I need me another pack, You know I be moving shit like a U-Haul
My hustle too raw, I used to sit in the trap with the lights off
Stick on the side of me, I’m really street, They know i’m ??
I cussed out the teacher, Fucked hoes in the bleachers, Even went to church & talked shit to the preacher
Hit a nigga with that street sweeper, Then walked off scratching my ass like Felicia
I came from nothing I was just in the junt, That’s why I be repping strong
I’m feeling like Elroy, I be telling bitches that’s Versace you stepping on
I gotta keep my weapon on me, I’m from Mobile you know it ain’t safe
I’m feeling like Birdman took some cash money went & bought me a drac
Brazy
Brazy Brazy
Honeykomb Brazy
Know we pop out like raccoons nigga
It go boom, nigga (It go boom)
()
I don’t even do that for real
[Verse 1]
When I pop out they looking cockeyed
Got a 4-5 right in the door side
I’m rocking one way like a dead end
I don’t see how these niggas play both sides
Get em gone now he can’t ride with no side
I ain’t feelings in a motion
All it take one time for me to see ya hoe side, Ima fuck a nigga over
That ain’t how I ride, She in the front seat i’m like get out, My dawg in the front seat that’s how I slide
If she ride she riding like I ride, Throw that hoe in the back like some Zaza
I’m banging red like some hot fries
This a plato way back tho, Money on my head on my last leg i’m finessing bread out a fat hoe
I ain’t got nun against fat folks, I was gone for a minute i’m back tho
Came home kicked straight through the back door
They don’t wanna see me all black mode, Nothing but dracos & Halos
38 with my grandma potatoes, It came off the kitchen table, Favor for a favor
Trigger trade em then connect his ass like some cable
I be slam dunking like Tim Duncan, On all my haters
I tell em everybody ain’t gang, Why they try to tell me everybody ain’t ate, How the fuck you gon tell me that nigga won’t change, When I already seen the nigga name on papers
[Verse 2]
You ain’t getting no money bitch I got slow money, We call that turtle check
Get you whacked for some show money, We going all the way up like a turtle neck
Ain’t never heard of that, These niggas funny as fuck Lil Duval
I need me another pack, You know I be moving shit like a U-Haul
My hustle too raw, I used to sit in the trap with the lights off
Stick on the side of me, I’m really street, They know i’m ??
I cussed out the teacher, Fucked hoes in the bleachers, Even went to church & talked shit to the preacher
Hit a nigga with that street sweeper, Then walked off scratching my ass like Felicia
I came from nothing I was just in the junt, That’s why I be repping strong
I’m feeling like Elroy, I be telling bitches that’s Versace you stepping on
I gotta keep my weapon on me, I’m from Mobile you know it ain’t safe
I’m feeling like Birdman took some cash money went & bought me a drac
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