Lyrics:
She want see
She want see for my nigga (x3)
Im brickle or crackco and my lyric not is paper
(BIS)
Ella me mira y me mira se que yo no soy guapo
Explode on the surface
I did her round Brickle
A baddie from Burbank
But this one is special
Now I’m ridin in the new lane everything I dream though
Take
meringue salami
Yam anchovy prune pastrami
Sassafras souvlaki hash
Sukiyaki succotash
Butter brickle pepper pickle
Pomegranate pumpernickel
Peach
we a lace it
We nah ease off
Lace we a lace ut
We nah ease up none at all
We nuh cuddle and tickle
Gal fi get, we just send on the brickle
Yeah I get the Brickle berry like a blister
Yeah I got the money
Trickle berry when I lick down your sister
She like that cash
I like that ass
Nigga be
brickle
Just shake it up dat mi pick dat a neva no raffle
Nuh ackle up yuh self cah it at yuh n it hot yuh
Ben yuh back acrobat nuh hice it weh jack duh
and conch fritters God Bless us
Clean In Wynwood guard wouldn’t even check us
Baby I’m in Brickle dance floor look electric
All the beach girls wanna strip
pin
Que recojan y se ubiquen
Los pillamos en el barrio
O janguiando por Brickle
Y hay que pagar biles
Gustos tengo miles
El velador postiao pa que nos
Baby girl I know we just met down Brickle Avenue
I was sippen on Patron you were sippen Gin and juice
Then I went to sit next to you what the heck
the top
But it gotta drop
you solving this riddle
I’m really the wave
You really a ripple
Your bars to brickle
Your bones to brittle
I got a lot
you got
within
Ohh
At least I'll touch your breast
While i catch my breath
Between this brickle events
Ohhh
Some of with remind me, of the
Things we use to do
grip
I'm a little contingent a brickle exhibit of little commitment and scribbling quips yeah
La dee da dee won't you come with me to party
We can party
sending me a peach, send her back a purple pickle
Imma break vrodie like half of a brickle
Vrodie get popped he get popped like a pimple
Somebody better
brickle down since I'm out of state
I drove the benzo down so you can see the plates
5% tint, can't see ah face
Dual exhaust, AMG, no intent to race
till I get pneumonia baby I could feel it tickle
Got so many Rubels I could rent a place to fuck in Brickle
She just sent me naughty pictures
I like Castle Lager South African planes butter brickle and circular lanes
I like the Outer Banks passenger ferry's and think tanks I like bumper
my man a half a man, shit that's a body in the Trunk
Every time I cut a corner, couple thousand is the Cut
Mixing brickle with the ching, I be whylin
Yeah
Small town dreams
To bigger dreams
Oh yeah, here we go
Look, driving my Yaris through Brickle
Peeping the people that hangin' with Kimmel
diamonds shining, that shit bust
PH, Icon Brickle, time to re-up, now watch me triple. Kyrie when it's time to dribble, feelings crippled, wrist icicle
No
and Chris
Will get ya numb with the thumb. cnd I like butter-brickle ice cream and me and Halle Berry makes a nice dream. Now that's right, I'm just one in
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