GetRichZay, Gnarleyreem, Hidenn - Brunilda lyrics
[GetRichZay, Gnarleyreem, Hidenn - Brunilda lyrics]
Ayy, Kodak
(Gang) , all about my scrilla (Yeah)
Kodak, yeah
Yeah, this that motherfucker right here
(Pah pah, baow)
Yeah, right here, this song here (Ayy, haha)
Bitch, bitch, I love that (Fah, fah, fah)
(Gnarley everything, ho)
Motherfucker, yeah, uh
Bitch, I feel like Yak, all about my scrilla
(Ayy, Yak) ayy, bitch, I feel like an ape
All I hang around is real gorillas
(Yeah, real gorillas, haha)
My Draco ready for whatever come it's way
(Bah) , I named that bitch
Brunilda (Bah, bah, bah, Bah)
Ayy, white bitch ready to suck my
I don't know her name
I just call that bitch Janelle
(Call that bitch Janelle, brrt)
Yeah, nigga, I see you, we
Make family members, sayin'
"Wish you luck" (Damn)
Yeah, we thought he was cut
(Uh, uh) , that nigga soft (Uh, uh)
, just like bird, nigga (Yeah, Bitch)
You know we finna get
Cutt outside, lil' nigga
This my favorite word (I swear, bah)
Yeah, I put a grip on the bottom my chop
Just so I could I am it better
(Fft, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah)
Come here, come here, nigga (Ha) yeah, you
Bitch, Big Faceshot Gang, Hop
Out Gang, big 2SG, Free Rachi
(Six) long live Crazy, long live
Fifty, now we hard, Let's go
(Yeah)
Bitch, I be with real slimes
They walk around with rattle
(Aight, come on)
Yeah, dumb-ass nigga fucked around
Spoke on that gang
(Bah) , his mama lightin' candles
(Bah, bah, bah, bah, Bah)
Yeah, big boy Drac', this a 762
You get hit with this bitch
(Yeah) , you get knocked out yourself (Vfft)
Yeah, my lil' shooter, he be ready
To shoot with that bitch
But the young nigga still got handles
Yeah, I go hard, I ball like Remble (I ball)
I got Wockhardt in my Fanta
Ayy, I got a big bag just like Santa (Santa)
Yeah, I got a thick bitch, she from Atlanta
(She from Atlanta)
Yeah, I ain't never worried 'bout
Shit, I got ten
Lil Flip in the cut like Fredo Santana
(Like Fredo Santana)
Yeah, I been fuckin' his bitch for a hour
His bitch told me I got so much stamina
(Ha ha ha) they turnt him up
Nigga get hit with some rounds
Ayy, she a nat, that lil' ho a bouncer
Ayy, he a ho, they don't want no cats
Ayy, police ask me, I don't got no answer
Ayy, fucked around, tried to hit the stash
Ayy, this a 'Cat, bitch, we doin' the dash
(Skrrt)
Nigga my son, he just like Steve Nash
(Come on)
I spent five K just for exotic bags
This ain't my car, but, bitch
I'm goin' fast (Yeah)
This ain't my car
I don't give a fuck if I crash
I catch an opp right now, on six, I crash
(Boom)
Ayy (Boom) , GetRich out his top, but he in his bag (Boom)
In his bag, nigga yeah, big boy Drac'
I named that bitch Brunilda bitch, big 2SG
(Gang) , all about my scrilla (Yeah)
Kodak, yeah
Yeah, this that motherfucker right here
(Pah pah, baow)
Yeah, right here, this song here (Ayy, haha)
Bitch, bitch, I love that (Fah, fah, fah)
(Gnarley everything, ho)
Motherfucker, yeah, uh
Bitch, I feel like Yak, all about my scrilla
(Ayy, Yak) ayy, bitch, I feel like an ape
All I hang around is real gorillas
(Yeah, real gorillas, haha)
My Draco ready for whatever come it's way
(Bah) , I named that bitch
Brunilda (Bah, bah, bah, Bah)
Ayy, white bitch ready to suck my
I don't know her name
I just call that bitch Janelle
(Call that bitch Janelle, brrt)
Yeah, nigga, I see you, we
Make family members, sayin'
"Wish you luck" (Damn)
Yeah, we thought he was cut
(Uh, uh) , that nigga soft (Uh, uh)
, just like bird, nigga (Yeah, Bitch)
You know we finna get
Cutt outside, lil' nigga
This my favorite word (I swear, bah)
Yeah, I put a grip on the bottom my chop
Just so I could I am it better
(Fft, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah)
Come here, come here, nigga (Ha) yeah, you
Bitch, Big Faceshot Gang, Hop
Out Gang, big 2SG, Free Rachi
(Six) long live Crazy, long live
Fifty, now we hard, Let's go
(Yeah)
Bitch, I be with real slimes
They walk around with rattle
(Aight, come on)
Yeah, dumb-ass nigga fucked around
Spoke on that gang
(Bah) , his mama lightin' candles
(Bah, bah, bah, bah, Bah)
Yeah, big boy Drac', this a 762
You get hit with this bitch
(Yeah) , you get knocked out yourself (Vfft)
Yeah, my lil' shooter, he be ready
To shoot with that bitch
But the young nigga still got handles
Yeah, I go hard, I ball like Remble (I ball)
I got Wockhardt in my Fanta
Ayy, I got a big bag just like Santa (Santa)
Yeah, I got a thick bitch, she from Atlanta
(She from Atlanta)
Yeah, I ain't never worried 'bout
Shit, I got ten
Lil Flip in the cut like Fredo Santana
(Like Fredo Santana)
Yeah, I been fuckin' his bitch for a hour
His bitch told me I got so much stamina
(Ha ha ha) they turnt him up
Nigga get hit with some rounds
Ayy, she a nat, that lil' ho a bouncer
Ayy, he a ho, they don't want no cats
Ayy, police ask me, I don't got no answer
Ayy, fucked around, tried to hit the stash
Ayy, this a 'Cat, bitch, we doin' the dash
(Skrrt)
Nigga my son, he just like Steve Nash
(Come on)
I spent five K just for exotic bags
This ain't my car, but, bitch
I'm goin' fast (Yeah)
This ain't my car
I don't give a fuck if I crash
I catch an opp right now, on six, I crash
(Boom)
Ayy (Boom) , GetRich out his top, but he in his bag (Boom)
In his bag, nigga yeah, big boy Drac'
I named that bitch Brunilda bitch, big 2SG