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Artiste : Hotboy Wes
Titre : B&R
Mm, yeah, pussy, pussy, fuck it, huh
Real slime life, nigga
You know what I´m sayin´? Ha-ha
If it ain´t street, it ain´t me

All of that come with that, man
(It´s AL-D, baby)

Pull up SRT, it ain´t even much me
Nigga know I stole his bitch (Skrrt, skrrt)
Motherfuckin´ shame how you told that quick
Motherfuckin´ shame how I froze my wrist
Lyin´ ass nigga never sold no brick (Never sold no brick)
She ain´t choose up, heard you chose that bitch
If rapping don´t work, then it´s back to the robbing shit
Me and my brother on Batman and Robin shit (On God)
Glock 22, that´s a part of my starter kit
I make it clap like a audience
These niggas started it, speak on the beef, you a part of it

223 hit his arteries (Gang, gang)
Can´t let these lil´ niggas bother me
I´m on a plane, gotta charter me
None of these niggas can father me
Instagram models massage me, call it monogamy
I run it up like Monopoly

Uh, fully, let´s go, pay me the loan
Look out, lil´ brother, I´m paranoid (I´m paranoid)
Seventy-two hundred my dashboard (Dashboard)
She give me that top ´cause I ask for it
Used to be on the block, on the crash course
Hit a bitch, not a lick, that´s a bad choice
Never goin´ back broke, so I fast forward
When you go on that blitz, get a mask for it

Used to be locked in the slammer, I slept on a sandwich
I never could bond out
Now all of these people got palms out, and I´m balling like Mike with his tongue out (Swish)
I remember when I use to run rocks (On God)
In front of my granny and shit
Real go getter, ain´t hand me shit (No)
Nigga trap for the ho, can´t stand his bitch (Can´t stand his bitch)
I can´t let ´em murk me, I´m strapped like the servants
These niggas be making me nervous (Making me nervous)
These bitches be switchin´, these niggas be iffy and they cross you out, that´s for certain (That´s for certain)

I be crying some nights ´cause I´m hurtin´ (I´m hurtin´)
My lil´ brother got life, that´s a burden
Break a bitch ´fore I buy her a Birkin
Keep a switch on the blick when I´m lurkin´
Rap niggas industry, they really envy me, I´m really in the streets
On the streets where the killers be, fuck who ain´t feelin´ me
Strap with a stick, they ain´t stealing me (Baow, baow, baow)
These niggas cap, they be killing me
All of these niggas be rapping, all of this riftin´ and raftin´ (Huh)
All of this dippin´ and dappin´, but I´m ´bout action
I never see him in traffic (Nope)
Where these lil´ niggas be trappin´?

Nobody knows (Nobody know)
Say you lil´ niggas ´bout action
Nobody knows (Nobody know)
I´m from the gutter where nobody goes
Hit him up close, I want blood on the pole
I use to pray for a plug on the road
I use to pray for my brothers parole (Parole)

Uh, fully, let´s go, pay me the loan
Look out, lil´ brother, I´m paranoid (I´m paranoid)
Seventy-two hundred my dashboard (Dashboard)
She give me that top ´cause I ask for it (Hey)
Used to be on the block, on the crash course
Hit a bitch, not a lick, that´s a bad choice (Hey)
Never goin´ back broke, so I fast forward

When you go on that blitz, get a mask for it (Ayy)

Better come ´round this bitch with a passport
He like catchin´ the shots off the backboard (Phew)
Say, lil´ brother, you dead or you cap for ´em (Say, lil´ brother)
Double tap all the killers, won´t rap for ´em (Blrrrd)
Go hop off the stage and go see what the trap doin´ (Hey)
Off the Perky, he searchin´ the apps for ´em (Hey)
If he snitchin´, he doing what a rat doing
Watch a gutter lil´ bitch do a tax forum
Pull up in Waco (Huh?)

Armed with a switch, Hotboy got a Draco (Alright)
Where I´m from, it´s a hat or a halo
They make his shirt like he fell in tomatoes
He not the gang, but it´s up if I say so
He pour it up in the blueberry Faygo
He hold his nuts, headin´ places he can´t go (Big Dog)
In the rain, ain´t doing if it´s same, though (No)
My lil´ AJ, he got him a green card (What that ´bout?)
Killers ball, they gon´ make the whole team star
He just rapping, this shit make him seem hard
That lil´ ding-ding, boy, that make him lean far
Way before I got signed, I had seen stars
Fell in love with the money, got green hearted
Looking up at the moment, it don´t seem far
In the middle of the hood sayin´, "Oh Lord" (Let´s go)

Uh, fully, let´s go, pay me the loan
Look out, lil´ brother, I´m paranoid (I´m paranoid)
Seventy-two hundred my dashboard (Dashboard)
She give me that top ´cause I ask for it
Used to be on the block, on the crash course
Hit a bitch, not a lick, that´s a bad choice
Never goin´ back broke, so I fast forward
When you go on that blitz, get a mask for it