"Brandy In Your Cup" lyrics
"Brandy In Your Cup"
Riding solo, I'm just riding through my ends
You wouldn't trust him too if you could see it through my lens
I was on basic, I had a fiver on my spends
I roll me up a L and I feel like myself again
I catch another opp and I feel like myself again
I'm cruising on the M-way in a hoopty tryna blend
They ain't trapping, they pretend, they're just following a trend
And that girl said she loved me, she a liar, she a gem
I'm aggressive when I'm trapping, see a shot, I'm tryna lick that
He copied all my flows but you know he won't admit that
I'm sitting down, I'm standing out, they see me like "Who is that?"
Can't spud me with your fist, just watch your lip, I'll make you kiss that
I'm posted in the cut, in the back with the riffraff
Snitches ain't welcome round here, not in this gaff
Trappers on my Giffgaff, kwengers on my Giffgaff
Riding with this six-shot, hit him in his six-pack
Please don't get your shit splashed, chase him till the whip crash
If you ain't thought anyone can go then you ain't been brass
All I talk is big facts, all they do is shit chat
Chat shit, I swear I'd give it all to get my - back
Criminals, I was banged up for Crimbo
Still, I gotta get it how I live bro
She sent me pictures in her thong, I ain't Sisqo
Spliff rolled, copped a big burger, no Big Mo's
Sunday, I'm at the stove, this ain't Bisto
I hit the coke with the water like Vimto
G, I'm steppy, don't step on my big toe
Or you gon' make me rise up this pistol
If your Bruce don't ride, that's an insult
You know, when you see me, I touch your insides
Been fried and this dotty's got twin pipes
They'll leave a brudda on the floor for his wrist shine
See, I call Big S, no good advice
Cah when it's time to go, he don't ask twice
Frankie baby, turn the block to a franchise
Fifteen, it was Feltham, throwing gang signs
Lowlife selling smack from a low-rise
First time I went shh, it was a goldmine
I clocked the angle, jerked the pack and built my own line
I clocked the angle, jerked the pack and built my own line
Cah you ain't got me, I got myself
Only the family in my eyes and nuttin else
You have brandy in your cup, I have brandy on my scales
You have brandy in your cup, I have brandy on my scales boy
Cah you ain't got me, I got myself
Only the family in my eyes and nuttin else
You have brandy in your cup, I have brandy on my scales
You have brandy in your cup, I have brandy on my scales boy
Riding solo, I'm just riding through my ends
You wouldn't trust him too if you could see it through my lens
I was on basic, I had a fiver on my spends
I roll me up a L and I feel like myself again
I catch another opp and I feel like myself again
I'm cruising on the M-way in a hoopty tryna blend
They ain't trapping, they pretend, they're just following a trend
And that girl said she loved me, she a liar, she a gem
I feel like myself again, that girl said she loved me, she a liar, she a gem
Riding solo, I'm just riding through my ends
You wouldn't trust him too if you could see it through my lens
I was on basic, I had a fiver on my spends
I roll me up a L and I feel like myself
Riding solo, I'm just riding through my ends
You wouldn't trust him too if you could see it through my lens
I was on basic, I had a fiver on my spends
I catch another opp and I feel like myself
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album:
"Nightmare Before Christmas" (2024)
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