Bris - Back In Action (First 42 Hours Freestyle) lyrics

True, go 'head and plug 'em in

Ayy, I got a lot to lose
(I got a lot to lose)
Two-stepping in this thang like
It's socks and shoes
(Like it's socks and shoes)
Lil' baby on my  uh,  tell her not to choose
(Tell her not to choose)
It's niggas in this party
They know not to move (They know not to)
Ayy, let me get jiggy (Let me get jiggy)
Fell in love with the chop
It got big titties (It got big titties)
My shooter air it out, it may hit Milly
(Pow pow pow)
Nigga, you don't want the smoke
You a hillbilly (You a hillbilly)

Ayy, I said I'm back in action
(I'm back in action)
When they see a nigga, it's lights, camera
Action (Like, chk-chk)
Nigga, I'm the main attraction
When the bitches see me, it's
Like a chain reaction, Ayy
(Like a chain reaction)
They just stop and stare
(They just stop and stare)
Yeah, these bitches on my dick
They call me Papa Bear (They call me Papa)
They in love with my fit, it's not Rocawear
(It's not Rocawear)
I'll leave your hoodie red
It is not Moncler (Pow pow pow)
Ayy, can't change jerseys
(Can't change jerseys)
Four-two up on my shit like I'm James Worthy
(It's four-deuce)
Ayy, think a nigga geeking
Off this plain brown (Yeah, geekin')
Ayy, this Glock done jammed on me
Gotta change 30s (Gotta change poles)
Ayy, I can't hop hoods (I Can't hop hoods)
Bris poppin' like this would
(Like this Glock do)
Fuck with suckas? It's not good
(It's not bool)
Call this bitch mechanic 'cause it pop hoods
(And we pop tools)

Ayy, I got a lot to lose
(I got a lot to lose)
Two-stepping in this thang like
It's socks and shoes
(Like it's socks and shoes)
Lil' baby on my  uh,  tell her not to choose
(Tell her not to choose)
It's niggas in this party
They know not to move (They know not to)
Ayy, let me get jiggy (Let me get jiggy)
Fell in love with the chop
It got big titties (It got big titties)
My shooter air it out, it may hit Milly
(Pow pow pow)
Nigga, you don't want the smoke
You a hillbilly (You a hillbilly)

Ayy, I got a lot to lose
(I got a lot to lose)
Two-stepping in this thang like
It's socks and shoes
(Like it's socks and shoes)
Lil' baby on my uh, tell her not to choose
(Tell her not to choose)
It's niggas in this party
They know not to move (They know not to)
Ayy, let me get jiggy (Let me get jiggy)
Fell in love with the chop
It got big titties (It got big titties)
My shooter air it out, it may hit Milly
(Pow pow pow)
Nigga, you don't want the smoke
You a hillbilly (You a hillbilly)

Ayy, I'm off these Perks, itchin'
(I'm off these percs, itchin')
Say Bris, he goin' up like his first million
(His first million)
I lost my brothers, that shit hurt me
(That shit hurt) i can't trust a soul
It's all in church with her (All in church)
They want me dead, I gotta keep pole
(I gotta keep pole)
And this bitch gon' suck dick
Until her knees swole
('Til her knees swole)
Ain't no stocks on these chops
(Ah) , all these Gleekos
All these damn shots feel like a
Grand Theft Auto cheat code
(Like a cheat code)
Ayy, I been ballin' in these Michael Jordans
(In these Michael Jordans)
She gotta pay to be with me
Because my time important
(because my time important)
You ain't in these streets
You on live recording (Uh, uh)
Yeah, I wake up grab my Glock
And that my type of morning
(That's my type of day)
In the field like a free safety
(Like a free safety)
This a big Drakey, ain't no 380
(Pow pow pow) play D when your team play me
(Your team play me) she do her own abortion
This bitch eat babies (She real nasty)
Look at me, I'm Tricky Dance Moves
(Tricky Dance Moves)
My pants knew I got it up
(Ayy) , now my bands blue (Now my bands blue)
This Glock dirty until I sell it
Now it's brand new (Now it's brand new)
Pop a shot
Here to pop his top like some canned food
(Pow pow pow)
Ayy, baby, bend it over (Bend it over)
I'll probably bust quick if I hit it sober
(if I hit it sober)
This Glock hold thirty now
Yeah it's getting older (It hold thirty)
It's some mud in my cup
But I ain't sipping Folgers
(I ain't sippin' coffee)
Pass me pole 'cause you know I'm a shooter
(You know I'm a shooter)
Baby, hop up on that pole
Show me how you move it
(Show me how you move it)
Drop it low, yeah, that's how you do it
(Ayy, drop it low) ayy, baby
Use your head like an honor student
(Givin' head) when we slide
Leave you in park like it's Sycamore
(Like it's Sycamore)
Been tired of these bitches, yeah
I'm sick of whores
(Nigga, I'm tired of 'em)
When I sip this lean, I be pissin' more
(I be tired)
Bitch I got plug like extension cord
(Like extension)
Ayy, go chase some chicken, bitch
Gobble-gobble (Gobble-gobble)
All she do is suck dick
She wanna swallow-swallow
(She wanna swallow swallow)
Niggas Instagram-follow
Tell 'em follow hollows (Ayy, pow pow pow)
Yeah, don't make a post today
And go get called tomorrow (Called tomorrow)