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letra de fuq brian pt.2 - lil tri$cuit

(yung cazzo)
brian really dying slowly
in his feels every night holy
sh-t you need backbone
cuz you racing on the backroads
thinking that your cool
but you’re not you’re just a fool
patrol on the watch out
you’re about to drop out
eh
gonna rap lil faster on this ugly -ss b-st-rd
f-ck up your sh-t but you’re already plastered
don’t speak down to me cuz i am the master
now lemme slow it down cuz these next few lines matter
ran over my foot cuz you couldn’t see
through your high -ss jealousy
pulled over again now you got no luck
but you are truly weak minded af
always needed a girlfriend cuz that’s your mentality
now you ain’t got one f-cked up your mentality
smoke weed every day now that’s your mentality
old brian new crutch now that’s your fatality

(lil creamo)
hit me once
i get u twice
u so dirty
u got lice
small and white
u look like rice
playin games
wit that sice
i am wavy
got a durag
all ur friends
call u a f-g
u are fat
so is ur girl
i saw her last
she make me hurl
u a lil spick
got a lil d-ck
got a stupid stick
neva pop a l1ck
u keep eating
look like tim
whole crackhead
ur life grim
smoking weed
morgan dips
never ask me
for more rips
u need help
imma give u tips
stop all the smoking
its not good for u
no one likes
thats sh-t is true
school not good
get a grip
cannot drive
crash phillip
pull the trigger
jus like robby
hit up bleen
and get some sloppy
u depressed
hoodie season
u is fake
that is treason
get u in a boddy bag
aim at u
thats a final flash
i smoked u

(lil tri$cuit)
aye brian u a spoiled brat, b-tch-ss n-gga on a hat, ima go and get the gat, and shoot u cuz u really fat

ima go off, never get lost, never get tossed, flow icy like k!ller frost

brian u a fake, u a mistake, all u do is get baked like a cake, ima hit u with that shake and bake and make sure that ur smoke get laced. ima knock u out and leave no trace, when morgan see u she pull out that mace

talk about tier, ur b-tches ain’t here, ur a queer u can’t steer, u got pulled over, u were in tears

u think depression justifying all the drugs and pods u buying, but ur brain is wut its fryin, i know u sit at home cryin, u think that im lyin, but ur face is terrifyin

u can’t drive, won’t survive, u lie wen i call fives, u get pulled over all the time, its a miracle u still alive

get everything u want, act nonchalant, u shoulda been taught, not everything in life can be bought

{beat stops}

ur scared ur visions impaired, nothing in ur life was shared, ur b-tches got layers, ima make u beg to be spared, to me u can’t compare, ima throw u down the stairs, let u live in ur despair, with nightmares cuz julie and morgan dont care

(swaggy-e)

- lil tricuit

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