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letra de next up - s2 - e20 - br3nya

[intro]
woah
woah, woah, woah
uh, uh
what, what, what, what
who that is? (uh)
they wanna know who that is yeah?
who that is? (what)
it’s the kid (what)
uh, uh, yeah, what, uh, yeah

its the b, r, 3, to the n, y, a
if it ain’t about p’s then i’m m.i.a
baddie at night and a baddie by day
and if he eats good then send him my way
‘cause i’m pretty with the skeng
i’m pretty with the pen
phone call from your n-gg- and he missing me again
still up in the ends
finna cop a benz
i’m a black barbie tryna chill off with a ken
i’m a groovy chick, i’m a boujee b-tch
yeah i pop up on your -ss on some movie sh-t
i want the whole d-mn world with the moon in it
every time i k!ll a beat they’re like “who did it”?
whole crew with it
theres no rules to this
they be mad that my lyrics [?] a shoe fitting
you’s a lucky n-gg- if i let you hit it
i switch it up got a new image
cause i’m that b-tch that ayou want a verse from
come through fresh with my tight mini skirt on
i’m ain’t the sh-t i don’t know who you heard from
while you were asleep i’ve been getting my work on
been getting straight to the money
like ace n and huddy
big back while you’re stiff, thats a waste of a body
your bae said he love me
im making him honey
he wanna fly me out to a place where it’s sunny
i’m a bad girl, i do bad things
when i hop on the -shnn- its a mad ting
if i used to be your wife that’s a sad ting
came through straight mobbin’ on the gang ting
like whats happening?
im the captain
better d-mn me thats a whole lot of cappin’
im on about benjamins no franklin
i wanna it all this year there’s no lackin’
all i do is win, i can never take a loss
and from the offset i’m due to takeoff
ive been going cray doe tryna make a prof
used to deal with lames now you’re f-cking with the boss
you’re f-cking with the baddest
my coochie game the maddest
i can make your night
i ain’t talking about gladdest
i used to be nice now they turned me to a savage
and when i’m on the mic all i do is straight damage
it’s like, who’s that gal in that black beamer
[?] style on me, man my style cleaner
if she think she’s a problem she’s a dreamer
he jumped in head first what a n-gg- [?]
like who’s the dark ting with the fat back?
do my [?] man i [?]
they really off things they just act bad
ain’t no shaved room ting when i clap back
like bust that, they jealous me cause i does that
they chasin’ clout cause they tryna get their buzz back
what’s that? that n-gg- still ain’t give you love back?
them b-tches stay on my back like a ruck sack
uh, i know you rate me
i can’t lie i’ve been k!lling it lately
i didn’t wanna do it to ‘em but they made me
i make a boy stand up, slim shady
every ting crisp, every ting cool, i got ‘nough cl-ss, i’m the baddest in the school
if a n-gg- play me twice, i must be a fool
made him move fast like a 3 second rule
i’ve been running this ting from quayback
i’m tryna double up my m’s like a maybach
sittin’ back for a while now it’s payback
they on my old flows, now that they can take that

- br3nya

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