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letra de griner - brezden

[intro: sade]
like the scar of age
written all over my face
the war is still raging inside of me
i still feel the ch-

[chorus: brezden]
yo’ b-tch cool, but mine is simply finer
told her she ain’t goin’ nowhere, brittney griner
yeah, yo’ b-tch cool, but mine is simply finer
know i’m cookin’ up, they should prolly go set a timer (okay, look)
yo’ b-tch cool, but mine is simply finer
told her she ain’t goin’ nowhere, brittney griner
they know i could shoot, but it’s [?]
pockets lookin’ blue like they playin’ for carolina

[verse: brezden]
i’m a one of a kind, i feel like bo-bo
my new b-tch, she thick [?] some grits, she like a co-bo
i feel like a beat put this sh-t game in a choke hold
why you pillow talkin’ and sh-t? you broke the bro code
d-mn, boy, you d’angelo russell
my hands nice, sugar shine, don’t give a d-mn ’bout no muscle
you say you tryna run it up? lil’ bruh, you can if you hustle
this sh-t easy, i’m durant, i get a bucket and chuckle
this sh-t easy like practice, get a bucket and laugh
my b-tch a meanie, she be mad, “why you ain’t touchin’ my ass?”
told her, “hol’ up, my hands full, i’m finger f-ckin’ this cash”
say she love me more than you, ’cause i be f-ckin’ a past [?]
but they cannot bask in that meat
i’m smokin’ on some sh-t, make you laugh ’til next week
b-tch, the way i run it up like i had the best cleats
z-a-n-e, he has the best beats, sh-t
me? i just get on beats and be vitten
i need my cheese, bread crispy like what pizza be hittin’
lil’ b-tch i’m too rare, i’m the puzzle piece that be missin’
that boy a b-tch like devin booker, only speak if you winnin’
give a f-ck ’bout how you throw it, can you take that punch?
with only noodles in the kitchen, can you make that lunch?
i’ve been gettin’ to the chips, can you taste that crunch?
two grams in a joint, you could taste that runtz
i could taste them ms, i just know it, they comin’
i try to tell ’em i’m the sh-t like i was holdin’ my stomach
i’m goin’ hard, r2 like i’m holdin’ my b-tton
i feel like [rows?], game winner, i can’t show it, it’s nothin’

- brezden

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