BRAZZIER Lyrics by Future
Pluto
Gon’ kick my ***, know that
Let me pop my *** (Southside), let me pop my ***
I took them cheap prices up ***
I’m really the biggest homie you got
I’ll *** a rapper *** in the whip
Bought her a verse, give her a lil’ clout
Tippy-toe, tiptoe, ***’ this *** on the marble
I got real ***, real *** on my collar
She a nympho, benzo, *** just hit the lotto
Put them yellow diamonds on a black ***, call her Mulatto
*** drink 1940 deuce like Moscato
She the butt-naked truth and this *** swallow
Took a whole month from the day I met her and spent a million dollars
I just made her ex *** off, all the *** I bought
I got a habit, takin’ chicks out, goin’ out the mall
I drink lean, but I’m a big dog, so I bought the bar
*** her down ’til her body start shakin’, she in shock
I talk drugs, I talk diamonds, I talk money, Ashallah
Give you cake, happy birthday, I’ma *** her raw
That’s my ***, I’m throwin’ a Rollie on her arm
Turn a baddie to a boss overnight, she a star
My lil’ *** hittin’ them licks every day, credit card
Woah, woah, woah, I’m in the deep end, swimmin’ with the sharks
Woah, woah, woah, I’m in ‘Biza, lettin’ these freaks suck my ***
My *** stayin’ down with me, shootin’ stars, oh, Lord
I take st- sticks with me and I take killers where I go
‘Bout to go count a mil’ ticket ’til my wrist lock up
*** another check up every time we leave the store
Popped so many tags, I forgot how many cars I got
Wrapped a soldier rag ’round the ***, Louis Vuitton
Go on and throw your gang sign up if that’s what you on
If I *** her more than one time, that *** hittin’ for somethin’ (That *** hittin’ for somethin’)
Yeah, heavy sedated, intoxicated
I’ma go crazy, I gotta go brazzier
One in the top, one in the cut
Once it’s stuck, then it’s up
I get fronts and backs, Chanel bandana around the MAC, yeah
I ain’t trippin’, if you slip, you gon’ get whacked, yeah
Same ***, before I rapped, flippin’ packs, yeah
Keep it cool, don’t front the mood, play the back, yeah
My niggas ain’t no construction workers, but they love playin’ with sand (Woo)
I just bust down another Rol’ and put emeralds in the band (Yeah)
Touchin’ down in Wakanda, goin’ international on the ‘Gram (‘Gram)
I don’t go nowhere without my hammer, that’s not in the plan (Nope)
She must be hittin’ for somethin’ if I ever *** her again
Mask on, mask off, make that purgin’ *** a trend
I’m the realest *** she ***, so that make the *** a virgin again
I send them goons lil’ deep, deep, deep, they comin’ through to spin (Slatt)
I send them goons lil’ deep, deep, deep (Yeah), they comin’ through to- (What’s happenin’?)
Go on and throw your gang sign up if that’s what you on
If I *** her more than one time, that *** hittin’ for somethin’ (That *** hittin’ for somethin’)
Yeah, heavy sedated, intoxicated
I’ma go crazy, I gotta go brazzier
One in the top, one in the cut
Once it’s stuck, then it’s up