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Razah - Hello Brooklyn lyrics

Artist: Razah

album: BE・LOV・ED


Real nigga feeling like i'm Kyrie Irving with the rock
Baking soda whip it good and have a feen come lick the pot
Check the corners, driving foreigns, they ain't even hit the lot
Club promoters Know Im Bout It get the bitches to the spot
Wait a minute, counting chicken in the coupe ain't that ironic
Bitches text me, I dont't read it I just text back "I ain't got."
Lord have mercy, Panameras double parked up on the yacht
Money murder, fucking bitches hottest nigga fucking bitches on your block
Real Nigga
Coming up man all I wanted coming up was a Glock
Now i'm older, shit got colder, so only rollie that I watch
Stay high, not the bottom, younging started from the top
If I saw it then I want it, what the fuck I went and got?
I be out here switching lanes with my nigga Mdot
If a hater getting crazy then we blowing up the spot (Ah Ah Ah)
For that shmoney you'll get shmurdered GS9
G5 flying down your lane like Lebron
You call it "flexing", we call it "fronting" but busemis on lock
With a queen she getting low, she on the run from the cops
Feeling like i'm A-Town with all these birds on my block
Check my watch, it looks like my jeweler made it with Watts
Ahh man. Ahh man. Bleezy is the man
I know you hating on me because I know your bitch a fan
God damn, I got them killers working on the block
If you need it, we got it, the crack spot
The other day my mama told me she happy that i'm living
And she don't want to talk about them days up in that prison
The only reason I spent some days up in that prison, grab that bail money, came and got me, nigga now i'm in it
I'm on beast mode, triggers go reload
So many weapons on me thought it was a cheat code
Talking about Mac 11's them Ninas to 47's career High
I'm giving niggas like 57, you a lie, if you really think you fucking with I, oh my god
Ain't been a nigga this good since A.i kill ya pride
I water whip, I whip that work till it dry
I got 9, about 10, Im only one assist shy
Ahh man. Ahh man. They on us once again
I'm still the hottest, got it clicking like the gun jammed
God Damn, I got them killers working on the block
If you need it, we got it, the crack spot

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