OJB.Dc - BRIDE (feat. Fly Niy) Lyrics

I'ma lift this bitch off her feet like I'm Air Jordan
I got your nigga on hold cause he ain't Important If I see a fake Louis Vuitton, I'ma report it
Her shit got on Michael Mary jeans But can't afford
Her Call me Richie and the Hein, he broke and

A foreign Your nigga caught on my Music cause yours
Is boring Mocha P-Y-T, he callin' me Gorgeous
Brand new miles off the lot, I hopped Into Florida
I'ma stack another 50, I'ma die tryin' Niggas swore he was gon' get me, Pulled up

And die tryin' They be like, how your Bitch bad and she ain't
Even define Yeah, we reached the Top, but that shit was
Like rock climbin' Yeah, nah, nigga, Them is not diamonds
Well, not the ones you should've been Buyin' Look, free Trisky out that Bitch, he kept

That shit silent Gotta get the bag for My kids, Trenton and
Tyrone It's Jack Gang, bitch, I take That nigga
Treasure like a pirate 10-piece on me Right now, I got it all for
Rhymin' Chopstick and take a shot at Him like we

Was Skypin' Killed the man before he Could sub me, he
Was still typin' I ain't the nigga, stall Your ass out, bitch
I get violent Yeah, I know I'm a lil' Guy, my guns a big
Giant Put a nigga up in the air like Kobe Bryant

And we ain't worried bout no Motherf*ckin' indictments
I don't care if we in a Uber, I'm still Gon' slide
It's just me and DC, we still outside I Just took your nigga, bitch, I ain't Need
No bribe I'm tryna get money, bitch, not be no bribe

I'm tryna get money, bitch, not be no Bribe