Bold N' Brazen (BnB)

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The SweetLyfe Society

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(Yeah x7)
We at the club and we bussin, we gunning
That boy talking shit he thinking tuff he ain't on nothing
He bluffing
I swear to god that he gon feel the repercussion
He politicking
We handle business no discussions
We stole they cash
Pockets thick we wilding
We poppin tags
We rock that drip without stylist
We do the dash we in the whip straight mileage
(Skrrrt)
We roll it up, we flyin & soarin
Bookin shows I'm tourin
Got my shorty in the crowd huh
Bad lil bitch allurin
Then I took her to that back we nut in sync I got her roarin
Before she started snorin
She told me sum important
Shorty in my ear, she said to me
She feel fantastic, I stretched it out elastic
I'm nun like her pass nigga f*ck
LS. V. KP. yeah we bout to run amok
Stacking all our dimes in a row to make a buck
Heard Milwaukee got them white hoes who tryna suck
Think I'm Giannis
Swervin thru the lanes drew the foul I'm supersonic
Like KD in 08, thinkin that's ironic
Bitch I'm chasin down them ring like the hedgehog in them comics
I said f*ck em
They get toting with the pistol toolie tuckin'
Push em over, pay 'em nothing now they duckin'
I was sitting on my own doing nothing
Mad reluctant
Getting shady awning poppin who you sonnin'?
Now they begging on they knees like get to suckin'
I get a bag like restless
Control group can't test this
Tangled up, tangled up my necklace
Bitch know ya neck on my checklist
Nigga ain't the bro he more the step sis
Infectious, to the core like sepsis
This my last straw you pull up, you left pissed
Try f*ck with me n' mine, she gone regret this
You a copy cat
Like 10-4 Roger that
Can't do the tit for tat
Lil Kim can hold that
Ain't no going back the darkest horse the porche is black
Out here picture perfect quick to try to take a snap
Never knew how to act
Nigga can't catch me lack
I'm a 10 Mac
Gas put 10 on that
Mask I been on that
Class make a nigga sat
Chain gang to my trachea they laying tracks
Sam Cooke a nigga?
Nigga how you figure
Figures getting bigger
Bigger than dirt digger
Yellow diamonds skinner
Yellow whip bitter
Off the top skin her
Off her top killer
She won't know what hit her
Ain't no pullin triggers
Oh I'm sorry triggered?
You can bounce tigger
Bitch I be like morty teleporting brought the blicky out
Drunk as f*ck like Rick, she want some dick and my name Richard wow
Getting money bitch it's raining smoking loud up in the clouds
I got some money in my pockets like I never seen a drought.
Hot like Arizona keep some shooters in my corner
I might slime you out like kobra
Watch me drive off in the foreign
With my bros they call me Warner
Took yo bitch we didn't warn her
My bitch she on my body, I might pour me up some wocky
While she give me sloppy toppy in the back seat of the mazi
My girl spicy like wasabi
Getting high bitch that's my hobby
Bitch I'm Bold N' Brazen swerving off the lot new coupe Mercedes
Ima roll and face it, jack up in my cup some coke to chase it
Man I'm feeling faded way I'm walking look like it's the matrix
Know y'all people hating tryna steal the style tryna trace it
It's a waste of time bitch we here to stay there's no replacing
If you here the chime, don't come to the door my dogs is casing
Man we hit the spot
Easy lick
Jackpot, split the sack
With the team
Causing scenes
Like a Karen with the beam
Fresh and clean, that's the theme
Man I'm going crazy
Bitch I'm Bold N' Brazen man I'm balling like Walt Frazier
Know I get the bricks so much money like fundraiser
If you fucking with my cash man you get hit with light saber
Yeah they calling me the banker never running out of paper.

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