A$AP ANT - Brain Dead lyrics
[A$AP ANT - Brain Dead lyrics]
Marino my clothes I be spending them racks
Marino my clothes I be spending them racks
Just took your bitch you’re
Not getting her back
My Backwood gelato it’s filled with the wax
Marino the Infantry, everything Tec
Drivin the whip and I play with the cat
Me was afraid, a boy sippin on act
Feelin like I get the sack
Get a new Cadillac, put one on that
I got the Yeezy’s I get them from Kayne
Don’t walk around with my jewelry, disarm you
Bitches they horny, I can’t get them off me
Pack is on loud, I shout when I go
Got my diploma, I made honor roll
She wanna lick and I told her lick slow
Light skinned my bitch &
She like Keyshia Cole
Get on her knees and she drop to the floor
I go and get ones and I throw the bankroll
Gucci to Prada I’m dripped to the floor
Yves Saint Laurent when I switch up my flow
These niggas copying and that’s an oh no
These niggas dissin they really loko
Gucci my sock and they cover my toes
Got a flamethrower and I got a draco
Burn down your block down to hell and you go
Next you like Lil Kim, fuck with adrenalin
Niggas not nice and I’m
Really not feelin them
Sucking on my dick when she
Said she was innocent
Gettin that money as long as they printin it
Like that boy Future said girl
Get me super head
If that boy playin round, then he brain dead
My bitch is nasty I feel like I’m lost
Marino my clothes I be spending them racks
Just took your bitch you’re
Not getting her back
My Backwood gelato it’s filled with the wax
Marino the Infantry, everything Tec
Drivin the whip and I play with the cat
Me was afraid, a boy sippin on act
Feelin like I get the sack
Get a new Cadillac, put one on that
Marino my clothes I be spending them racks
Just took your bitch you’re
Not getting her back
My Backwood gelato it’s filled with the wax
Marino the Infantry, everything Tec
Drivin the whip and I play with the cat
Me was afraid, a boy sippin on act
Feelin like I get the sack
Get a new Cadillac, put one on that
I got the Yeezy’s I get them from Kayne
Don’t walk around with my jewelry, disarm you
Bitches they horny, I can’t get them off me
Pack is on loud, I shout when I go
Got my diploma, I made honor roll
She wanna lick and I told her lick slow
Light skinned my bitch &
She like Keyshia Cole
Get on her knees and she drop to the floor
I go and get ones and I throw the bankroll
Gucci to Prada I’m dripped to the floor
Yves Saint Laurent when I switch up my flow
These niggas copying and that’s an oh no
These niggas dissin they really loko
Gucci my sock and they cover my toes
Got a flamethrower and I got a draco
Burn down your block down to hell and you go
Next you like Lil Kim, fuck with adrenalin
Niggas not nice and I’m
Really not feelin them
Sucking on my dick when she
Said she was innocent
Gettin that money as long as they printin it
Like that boy Future said girl
Get me super head
If that boy playin round, then he brain dead
My bitch is nasty I feel like I’m lost
Marino my clothes I be spending them racks
Just took your bitch you’re
Not getting her back
My Backwood gelato it’s filled with the wax
Marino the Infantry, everything Tec
Drivin the whip and I play with the cat
Me was afraid, a boy sippin on act
Feelin like I get the sack
Get a new Cadillac, put one on that