Female YN Flow

Bri3

Compositor: Bri3

Ok, y'all know what the- goin' on
Look, look
Look, ayy, y'all know what the- goin' on
Mm, mm
Bri3 racks, Bri3 stacks, you know
C'mon
Gotta tell 'em some, gotta let 'em know some
C'mon
Look

Verse
Nigga, it's Bri3 racks
Nigga, it's Bri3 racks, it's Bri3 stacks
Nigga, I walk in your trap
Nigga, I walk in your trap and takeover your trap (take it over)
Hey, wassup, hey, how you doing?
It's nice to formally meet you, we face to face (what's up)
Hey, wassup, hey, how you doing?
It's nice to formally meet you, you facin' this Drac'
If I want it, I take

Nigga, this a drive-by shooting, they shoot through gates
Nigga, just pushed my ends up
Nigga, I'm settin' you up, you thought this was a date?
I don't really be into datin'
I really sit on her house, so I'm stalking and waiting
I really had to be patient
Nigga, this a one-legged move, I ain't doin' no fakin'
Two wrongs don't make a right
But I ain't going for nothin', guess I'm just a girl
Nigga, I'm not even a dyke
Nigga, I'm not even gay and I'm takin' your girl
Nigga, I'm takin' your watch
I'm really uppin' my rank and you just gotta watch
Nigga, I'm takin' you down
Nigga, this a all red party, we paintin' the town
All over, I'm makin' my rounds

Nigga, I'm stealth when I'm quiet, I can't make a sound
I caught her, why she was lackin'?
I caught her, why she was lackin'? Bent her to the ground
She don't want drop in these waters
It really get that deep, she scared of the water
New purse and I already fought her
Send your best hitta, send the lamb to the slaughter
You, then I'm bustin' this right
We get out of sight, so now I'm bustin' this left

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