Braggin' Rights (feat. Lil CD & Deuce5ive)
Alrighttt,
Beefin with dub, that shit don't make sense
All the bad hoes, we done been hit
Alrighttt
Beefin with dub, that shit don't make sense
All the bad hoes in the city, we done been hit
Niggas still bragging bout some shit, I done been did
Stack your pape, put it up, couple months you big lit
Niggas don't fuck with dub, they made that shit clear
Just like essentials, God only man that I fear
If you got a bitch and she untouched, then she top tier
If you love that girl, don't let me come near
I can't lay up with you, bae, you know I gotta catch Nicole
When I text her Texas Roadhouse already know to bring that roll
Man my niggas like construction workers, always on the road
I treat my opps like Lil Durk, I be tryna up the score
Hell nah I don't love you bae, I can't even fake it
I like hoes who wake me up and eat me up just like some bacon
I think the bank stole something, I wake up and then I chase it
Might up a dub on my snap, I dare a nigga to come take it
Lil CD really my blood, this nigga auntie was my granny
Never thought we'd be some rappers, guess the shit run in the family
Don't get it twisted, we ain't blood, this nigga dub my brother too
He playin' beats like what you wanna feature, just take me to the Stu
I might take the mic like Ike and beat the bitch up like it's Tina
This shit was all a joke, but now they wanna see me in arenas
I don't know that nigga Stanley, but me and gang been toting steamers
Boy, this Glock an appetizer, that's why it's stuffed with jalapenos
Niggas out here fucked up, now they callin', beggin' for a front
Looked at Deuce5ive, man just roll me one
Finally hit that hoe, but all she really did was run
20K mission hit the road and I was out on bond
Hittin' all my plays but still 10 to 5 at Jimmy John's
Looked at Reek, just walked in, need a number 9
If you think I'm cappin', ask Tev, Bone or Deuce5ive
If change dropped out my pocket, only way that I'll drop a dime
You can catch me with your bitch or you can catch me on the block
I been throwin' people's bows, they think I know Dwayne The Rock
But hell nah, I don't know shit about no WWE
I might pull up with that FN, leave a niggas tank on E
I don't know why these niggas hate, guess cause they ain't got no pape
I might pull up in a Rari, then I skirt off in a Wraith
Niggas dissin' on the gang , boy you know that shit ain't safe
Catchin' thousand-dollar plays, boy I do this every day
My mama hate to see me leanin', know her baby love the double cup
Boy, this sprite is full of glue, you take a sip and then it leave you stuck
I might pop a Perk and take a sip of Trishy and now I'm booted up
There's 700 horses in this Ram, you seen a kitty truck
Like, why this motherfucker go so fast
It's a T.R.X
Baby, you know that I ain't finna wipe your ass
I just want S.E.X
I'm on my period, please don't be mad
But wassup wit the Neck
My main bitch trippin', blowin' up my phone
I'm at the Stu, just sent a text
Beefin' with Dub, that shit don't make sense
All the bad hoes in the city, we done been hit
Niggas still braggin' bout some shit, I done been did
Stack your pape, put it up, couple months, you big lit
Niggas don't fuck with Dub, they made that shit clear
Just like Essentials, God only man that I fear
If you got a bitch and she untouched, then she top tier
If you love that girl, don't let me come near