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letra de bricky - chayse

yeah ok
yeah ok (brrrt)
yeah yeah yeah (hrrrr)

hook:
(road running)
i want the money, no stress
i don’t wanna f-ck
i want the neck (facts)
yeah, you know the rest
b-tch whenever you leave, don’t trip on da steps
(chayse) huh? go!
get off my d-ck and just leave me alone
boy you broke, you need to go get you a loan
if you feel like a frog come jump like a toad!(b-tch)

verse:

my bruddah sellin’em coke
f-ck that hoe once now that b-tch gotta go
i be getting money by the 1st or the 4th
icе game cold let me out on my coat (burrr)
you know that sh-t on thе floor
got a gloc with a dot, and a brand new scope
aye, i forgot all about yo lil hoe
cause i pick a new b-tch everyday like a fro
pull up skrrrtt (yirmm yirmm)
b-tch i was riding in a chevy
bruddah got bricks, n-gga trappin real heavy
bet the blue tip gone stick to his melon (hrrr)
boy yo ass betta be ready
make it go pop, like i shook up pepsi (b-tch)
big bag in my lungs and it ain’t synthetic
when it come down to it imma be stepping
i was down bad, all they did was just kick me
i don’t drink lean, im smoking sticky
hundred on my neck and my wrist i’m bricky!
f-ck on yo hoe till the b-tch start p-ssing (aye)
thotty
but the lil b-tch got body
shoot’em in the face with a sewed off shotty
tryna get rich but my name ain’t roddy
slam dunk all in her p-ssy, scottie
every body it ain’t tricking if you got it
gloc in my hand, yeah imma c-ck it
i don’t need a wallet
stuff it in my pocket
make one false move get blast like a rocket
imma bend on yo block in a rental
swing two times, imma hit that n-gga temple
i ain’t going hard cause this sh-t to simple
and if he try to run pop his ass like a pimple (boom)
hook:

i want the money, no stress
i don’t wanna f-ck
i want the neck (facts)
yeah, you know the rest
b-tch whenever you leave, don’t trip on da steps
(chayse) huh? go!
get off my d-ck and just leave me alone
you broke, you need to go get you a loan
if you feel like a frog come jump like a toad!

i was down bad, all they did was just kick me
i don’t drink lean, im smoking sticky
hunned on my neck and my wrist i’m bricky!
f-ck on yo hoe till the b-tch start p-ssing (aye)
thotty
but the lil b-tch got body
shoot’em in the face with a sewed off shotty
tryna get rich but my name ain’t roddy
slam dunk all in her p-ssy, scottie

- chayse

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