"Quarantine Freestyle, Pt.2" lyrics
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We don't salute that brodie going shoot that brodie going brush'em (brodie gong what?)
(What he jackin'?)
Bullets to hot I tell brodie (bow)
We don't salute that brodie going shoot that brodie going dust'em (like take that chain off nigga)
I catch a māthā, she give me māthā
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Like, look
We don't salute that brodie going shoot that brodie going brush'em
Like, brodie goin' shoot that, bullets to hot I tell brodie go bun'em
Brodie goin', he talkin' dirty brodie goin' dust him
Like, look
Brodie goin' what?
Brodie goin' dun'em
Like, twist up my fingers I'm sanctioned (nb)
No conversation tell that little boy we ain't playin' uh (at all)
Bullets goin' flame him, we can make a nigga famous uh
You know what I'm sayin', they like how you switch the flow on him uh
And I got the sitchy, you got to give it and go on them
Brodie be wit me, I caught a attempt and I bailed out
[?] brodie goin' trap in his Dior's
And we trappin' in Yeezy's
I spent a pack up in Dior
And spent three for my [?]
Shawty tryin' to suck my meat off
Like, she better chill
I got some shooters that's slidin' for real
It get crazy when we up in the field
Baby sleez when its time for a drill like (baby sleez when its time for the)
And we still in Amiri jeans
They like Bizzy why you still on the move during quarantine?
Cuz I got what these niggas
The work is essential I cook it up for the feens
Made a ten pack up in these jeans
She tryna fuck but I'm dosing off from the lean
I got the wok hard who need it uh
She get my cock hard, that bitch so bad she conceived uh
She taste like a pop-tart, I just might slide for no reason uh
Just watch how the Glock spark, I swear this yerky got me tweakin' uh
Don't think that I'm sweatin' for no reason uh
I swear I feel like I'm Shawn Wick
So I tint up the Cartiers
.40 I got clear a mosh pit
We endin' your party
I swear we on Vietnam shit
Wet 'em like tsunamis
Wet 'em up like tsunamis
And we shoot up the
So we tint up the Cartiers
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Get Money
We don't salute that brodie going shoot that brodie going brush'em (brodie gong what?)
(What he jackin'?)
Bullets to hot I tell brodie (bow)
We don't salute that brodie going shoot that brodie going dust'em (like take that chain off nigga)
I catch a māthā, she give me māthā
Like
What?
Like, look
We don't salute that brodie going shoot that brodie going brush'em
Like, brodie goin' shoot that, bullets to hot I tell brodie go bun'em
Brodie goin', he talkin' dirty brodie goin' dust him
Like, look
Brodie goin' what?
Brodie goin' dun'em
Like, twist up my fingers I'm sanctioned (nb)
No conversation tell that little boy we ain't playin' uh (at all)
Bullets goin' flame him, we can make a nigga famous uh
You know what I'm sayin', they like how you switch the flow on him uh
And I got the sitchy, you got to give it and go on them
Brodie be wit me, I caught a attempt and I bailed out
[?] brodie goin' trap in his Dior's
And we trappin' in Yeezy's
I spent a pack up in Dior
And spent three for my [?]
Shawty tryin' to suck my meat off
Like, she better chill
I got some shooters that's slidin' for real
It get crazy when we up in the field
Baby sleez when its time for a drill like (baby sleez when its time for the)
And we still in Amiri jeans
They like Bizzy why you still on the move during quarantine?
Cuz I got what these niggas
The work is essential I cook it up for the feens
Made a ten pack up in these jeans
She tryna fuck but I'm dosing off from the lean
I got the wok hard who need it uh
She get my cock hard, that bitch so bad she conceived uh
She taste like a pop-tart, I just might slide for no reason uh
Just watch how the Glock spark, I swear this yerky got me tweakin' uh
Don't think that I'm sweatin' for no reason uh
I swear I feel like I'm Shawn Wick
So I tint up the Cartiers
.40 I got clear a mosh pit
We endin' your party
I swear we on Vietnam shit
Wet 'em like tsunamis
Wet 'em up like tsunamis
And we shoot up the
So we tint up the Cartiers
