Bring in the bass
F*ck bout the levels
Can you get out my way
I don't need this here trouble
It'll cost me a bag
To put you in duffle
Get the f*ck out my face
Bitch i ain't your brother
Give a f*ck if you with me
Henney to kidney
Image is clean
But the style is filthy
Hating this youngin
Then pull up and kill me
Missing the shots
And then war what it will be
Seven mac elevens
Eight thirty eights
Nine nine
Ten mac tens
Shit the clips never end
Wanted type shooters
My bullets they bend
Who be your enemies
Might be your friend
Big bark but the bite isn't deadly
Pop up and they switching to friendly
Been waiting on you repeat what you said to me
Text a big talk
But wont keep the same energy
Crying like you want some sympathy
Catch a right hook if you want you some empathy
Ain't sad songs
Ain't non bitter sweet symphony
Where the flame go?
Let's uncover the mystery
What happened?
Thought you played no games
Held on straps with perfect aim
Shit, movement ain't the same
You old goofy, you a lame
Beaked but clearly wasn't ready
Even nike symbol screaming
Do it already bitch
Bring in the bass
F*ck bout the levels
Can you get out my way
I don't need this here trouble
It'll cost me a bag
To put you in duffle
Get the f*ck out my face
Bitch i ain't your brother
Throw me some shade
Run you the fade
If i said it once
I'll repeat to his face
Cause I ain't no bitch
Not how i was raised
Give second no weapons
Just hands in the section
I swear that I'll tear off his breaks
Cause i don't run from shit
Handle my business
Fight till blood in spit, and i am diminished
What does hustle get
Whatever your wish is
So damn right imma hustle
I get it i work until my time is finished
'Cause i need me some bank
Yeah a whole lotta that
I did this myself
Shit know mama proud of that
Still dont need no help
So you can dip out with that
I want it, I get it
Give f*ck if you with it
Just know that i ain't finna split it
Bring in the bass
F*ck bout the levels
Can you get out my way
I don't need this here trouble
It'll cost me a bag
To put you in duffle
Get the f*ck out my face
Bitch i ain't your brother
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Bring in the bass
F*ck bout the levels
Can you get out my way
I don't need this here trouble
It'll cost me a bag
To put you in duffle
Get the f*ck out my face
Bitch i ain't your brother
Give a f*ck if you with me
Henney to kidney
Image is clean
But the style is filthy
Hating this youngin
Then pull up and kill me
Missing the shots
And then war what it will be
Seven mac elevens
Eight thirty eights
Nine nine
Ten mac tens
Shit the clips never end
Wanted type shooters
My bullets they bend
Who be your enemies
Might be your friend
Big bark but the bite isn't deadly
Pop up and they switching to friendly
Been waiting on you repeat what you said to me
Text a big talk
But wont keep the same energy
Crying like you want some sympathy
Catch a right hook if you want you some empathy
Ain't sad songs
Ain't non bitter sweet symphony
Where the flame go?
Let's uncover the mystery
What happened?
Thought you played no games
Held on straps with perfect aim
Shit, movement ain't the same
You old goofy, you a lame
Beaked but clearly wasn't ready
Even nike symbol screaming
Do it already bitch
Bring in the bass
F*ck bout the levels
Can you get out my way
I don't need this here trouble
It'll cost me a bag
To put you in duffle
Get the f*ck out my face
Bitch i ain't your brother
Throw me some shade
Run you the fade
If i said it once
I'll repeat to his face
Cause I ain't no bitch
Not how i was raised
Give second no weapons
Just hands in the section
I swear that I'll tear off his breaks
Cause i don't run from shit
Handle my business
Fight till blood in spit, and i am diminished
What does hustle get
Whatever your wish is
So damn right imma hustle
I get it i work until my time is finished
'Cause i need me some bank
Yeah a whole lotta that
I did this myself
Shit know mama proud of that
Still dont need no help
So you can dip out with that
I want it, I get it
Give f*ck if you with it
Just know that i ain't finna split it
Bring in the bass
F*ck bout the levels
Can you get out my way
I don't need this here trouble
It'll cost me a bag
To put you in duffle
Get the f*ck out my face
Bitch i ain't your brother
F*ck bout the levels
Can you get out my way
I don't need this here trouble
It'll cost me a bag
To put you in duffle
Get the f*ck out my face
Bitch i ain't your brother
Give a f*ck if you with me
Henney to kidney
Image is clean
But the style is filthy
Hating this youngin
Then pull up and kill me
Missing the shots
And then war what it will be
Seven mac elevens
Eight thirty eights
Nine nine
Ten mac tens
Shit the clips never end
Wanted type shooters
My bullets they bend
Who be your enemies
Might be your friend
Big bark but the bite isn't deadly
Pop up and they switching to friendly
Been waiting on you repeat what you said to me
Text a big talk
But wont keep the same energy
Crying like you want some sympathy
Catch a right hook if you want you some empathy
Ain't sad songs
Ain't non bitter sweet symphony
Where the flame go?
Let's uncover the mystery
What happened?
Thought you played no games
Held on straps with perfect aim
Shit, movement ain't the same
You old goofy, you a lame
Beaked but clearly wasn't ready
Even nike symbol screaming
Do it already bitch
Bring in the bass
F*ck bout the levels
Can you get out my way
I don't need this here trouble
It'll cost me a bag
To put you in duffle
Get the f*ck out my face
Bitch i ain't your brother
Throw me some shade
Run you the fade
If i said it once
I'll repeat to his face
Cause I ain't no bitch
Not how i was raised
Give second no weapons
Just hands in the section
I swear that I'll tear off his breaks
Cause i don't run from shit
Handle my business
Fight till blood in spit, and i am diminished
What does hustle get
Whatever your wish is
So damn right imma hustle
I get it i work until my time is finished
'Cause i need me some bank
Yeah a whole lotta that
I did this myself
Shit know mama proud of that
Still dont need no help
So you can dip out with that
I want it, I get it
Give f*ck if you with it
Just know that i ain't finna split it
Bring in the bass
F*ck bout the levels
Can you get out my way
I don't need this here trouble
It'll cost me a bag
To put you in duffle
Get the f*ck out my face
Bitch i ain't your brother
Writer: Damian Da Silva
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid