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letra de brand name - zaena x jason maek

[interlude 1:]
diva’s aren’t made honey okay, they’re born
every morning i wake up and adjust my crown
i speak for languages: english, profanity, sarcasm, and real sh-t

[verse 1: zaena]
no keys to the benz
west keys to j-pan
u.n. of bad b-tches
from belize to sudan
i don’t owe m-th-f-ckers
got deeds to the land
he can act rock hard
increase in his pants
put these in the pan
tie these in the van
trap a side fish quick
like leaves in the sand
quick leave the advance
don’t lead me to chance
or stand in the corner
like threes from durant
like – picture me rolling
picture me by scrolling
that’s a real bad b-tch in the pic
keep scrolling
excuse thats a big stick that your holding
keep spending all your cash
max the cards that you’re holding
fresh leaves and a tan
bring trees and a fan
i’m on vacay with an eight and my man
say cheese for the gram
don’t cheat the exam
get out my inbox
like these people spam

[bridge: zaena]
don’t you see all this brand name sh-t
i’m a brand name b-tch
fake hair with them brand name t-ts
i’m a brand name b-tch
don’t you see all this brand name sh-t
i’m a brand name b-tch
fake hair with them brand name t-ts
i’m a brand name b-tch

[hook: zaena]
i’m a brand
i’m a brand
i’m a brand name b-tch
i’m a brand
i’m a brand
i’m a brand name b-tch
i’m a brand
i’m a brand
i’m a brand name b-tch
i’m a brand
i’m a brand
i’m a brand name b-tch

[interlude 2:]
if you don’t like me but still watch everything i do, b-tch you’re not a hater, you’re a fan
i should go get you a jersey and a signed picture
what you should be doing is learning your worth then adding tax
you want me be on my level, you better climb b-tch

[verse 2: zaena]
take trips outta spain
throw speck onna name
i don’t have a side b-tch
just a team full of mains
wash these down the drain
ship these on the plane
i don’t talk on the bench
these streets ain’t a game
ship these on a train
soak these in the rain
no “s” on my chest
i’ll leave lois lane
leash these with a chain
bring these ones the pain
i don’t play in the streets
these streets ain’t a game
whenever hit the freeway.gunning
flights long nights
paris
london
chilling in the uk
uk, wondering
how’d a lil girl with nothing now something
like, 15 on the fame
got a key on the frames
i can leave when i want
you can leave with a cane
no id on the name
jane doe a mary jane
i hang on the block
cause i know where i came

[interlude 3:]
i refuse to apologize for being a b-tch
no one ever apologized for bringing the b-tch outta me
behind every bad b-tch is girl who’s tired of everyones bullsh-t
so, in fact, i’m not a b-tch
i’m that b-tch
or ms. b-tch to you honey

- zaena x jason maek

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