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gang - brisco lyrics

[intro: brisco]
yeah! do you know who we is?
huh! gmg! huh!
yeah!

[verse 1: brisco]
leader of the motherf*cking goons, when i check up gimme choppy baby hooves
i could f*ck you right chea all night chea, but don’t be capping when we get off in this room
i got a bad lil b*tch named stud, don’t let that stash house get you f*cked up
don’t let no broke ni**as slide up in your dm’s, tell that p*ssy gang*gang where you see him
be in there b*tch 30 round clear, headshot he dead now i gotta flip that
i’ve been getting money all my li*li*life, i was told to pull that fire sh*t ri*ri*right
yes lord wait for it hand me that, like a chess board king bris big facts
(woah!) young lad break that biz, if you ain’t around here take that sh*t

[chorus: brisco]
money is the rule of all evil, and we don’t even speak when we see you
there’s levels to this gang*gang, there’s levels to this gang*gang
ceilings in the mansion cathedral, and we don’t even speak to the people
there’s levels to this gang*gang, there’s levels to this gang*gang

[verse 2: v stuck]
so sophisticated never been a broke b*tch, ain’t average can’t compare to a bum b*tch
i’m queen appeal, i’m the one who they ain’t f*cking with
drop the top on the run then we’ll show the tips
give me that rent money, show me what the mouth do
give me that rent money, show me what the mouth do
keep that lit they like my government, make that ni**a chew this p*ssy like some government
i’m that b*tch, real b*tch yeah i’m the sh*t yeah
want to f*ck me like a dog yeah, eat it all yeah
take me to the mall yeah, spend it all yeah
(woah) i’ma give this p*ssy to a real ni**a
(woah) i’ma give this p*ssy to a real ni**a
heat it once, now he’s trying to stalk a b*tch
disrespectful lil b*tch, i’m trying to live
[chorus: brisco]
money is the rule of all evil, and we don’t even speak when we see you
there’s levels to this gang*gang, there’s levels to this gang*gang
ceilings in the mansion cathedral, and we don’t even speak to the people
there’s levels to this gang*gang, there’s levels to this gang*gang

[verse 3: cadillac shorty]
i just threw away my tin foil, say wassup ni**a we gonna let this go
ain’t no middle man i get em by the loan, crack a sound and i’ma get it on the roll
i got a bad lil b*tch from the sub, what a job now she’s working in the club
tell em b*tches bust it open cut the gooning, half waste of b*tches getting fluid
they call me mean not a lady, hold this d*ck boujee, name the first 50 bands from a b*tch’s choosing
diamonds looking they twerking how the sh*t’s moving, blowing gas throwing on that big booty
got me sweating in my trousers all hard yeah, told my friends i’m a dog yeah i f*cked em all yeah
finna get all mighty dollars bet that hoe cross, ni**a really think he got a b*tch until she got him

- brisco lyrics

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