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letra de yungbrazi - yung brazi

uh, yeh
this ain’t about you
it ain’t about you, ain’t about you

ain’t about you, i’m crazy
(it just ain’t about you, okay?)
ye, ye, ye

ayy, yeah
she say i’m ’bout to go basic
i’m in the wood with two blazers
when i’m in the booth though i’m blazin’
yeah, she eat on me, cajun
i feel like the eyes gon’ jaded
and my upside ridin’ on waves

ayy, yeah
she say i’m ’bout to go basic
i’m in the wood with two blazers
when i’m in the booth though i’m blazin’
yeah, she eat on me, cajun
i feel like the eyes gon’ jaded
your b-tch wanna yell and get j

og, base, swear you won’t find a real place
my shawty’s so slim in the waste
i might beat on the p-ssy and catch me a case
wait, me ayy
i need a quick buy-and-lay
i only keep books in the safe
no words or familiar page
why might be the truth
i, i leave her s-xual with the lube
i don’t carry no fives, who?

i got sick to my stomach when i seen you filmin’
you went do it twice, cool
i rounded up tied to a fool
you bit the hand that was feedin’ you
but i stuck to my soul, my roots
now look what you brought ‘gainst the record you drop
and now look at you sick of the pills that you pop
and i’m still in my prime, ad ain’t stopped
and she only said yes ’cause there’s really no option
these b-tches be single for n-ggas that got it
i ain’t trust the soul since i came out the
i’m catching my girl ’cause i really don’t watch her
i’m busy, i’m chasin’ this dollar, i got it

i feel like captain kirk
while be out on dallas i’m ballin’ like dirt
i make it work, for what it’s worth
this my doll take feet in the dirt
play my position won’t be on the kerb
i’m in the penthouse, totally burnt
no insta g-y, that’s not what you heard
don’t dance, i pull up the sun

og, base, swear you won’t find a real place
my shawty’s so slim in the waste
i might beat on the p-ssy and catch me a case
wait, me ayy
i need a quick buy-and-lay
i only keep books in my safe
no words or familiar page

yes it be hot, but i be hotter
i got a call, see my own possies
my boys they want (rawr!) or do a bomb
my money says ten, it look like ben wallace
and they be like, “ayy where you goin’?
get your head in, what? you gon’ get ratchet”
my n-gga what’s happenin’?
i keep it cl-ssy, call me your daddy
i wanna f-ck but she tired
and they be like, “when you gon’ follow this chance?”
there is me on my own team
i build them off or get branded, recruited
someone else what the f-ck is you sayin’?

m-ssi i’m made in j-pan
boy you just dressed like a mess
b-tch i just needed both clans
i ran like fallon and f-ck with cocaine
i mean i’m an animal, cool
she suck me like the animals, ooh
i can’t take it, no lies, ooh
she gon’ play with her rolls
gon’ take her to a movie
she do it, ice ooh
i made an exception ’cause i’m cool
now we had a line and no rules
i f-ck it, i f-cked it, ’bout time to go poof, ah!

- yung brazi

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