Brady Lyrics

Yeah yeah yeah

What he say man

I don't even know man

Hahaha

Don't fuck with these niggas

They shady I gotta a crazy arm

Like I'm Brady

Oops my bad?

Man it ain't your fault bruh haha

Man you already know

What time it is Dylan

Its game time

Put me in the game coach

Moneyyyyyy

Don't fuck with these niggas

They shady I gotta a crazy arm

Like I'm Brady

Oops my bad?

I know that she hate me,

Play me, think it's cool

All gravy I got a missile

Ha ha, where did he go?

I got a shoot, shoot shoot, shoot,

Roll the dice you is a fool

Don't fuck with these niggas

They shady I gotta a crazy arm

Like I'm Brady

Oops my bad?

I know that she hate me,

play me, think it's cool

All gravy I got a missile

Ha ha, where did he go?

I got a shoot, shoot shoot, shoot,

Roll the dice you is a fool

I need the money

I'm all in the coupe

You fraud, you fake,

Not fuckin' with you

I'm blowin' this Zaza

It smell like a poop

I'm blowin' this cannon

It sound like a flute

I ride with the gang,

And I keep me a screw

Not fuckin' yo shawty,

I give her the boot

I need me some stars

In the roof and the coupe

Stop talkin' that shit, boy,

I leave you on mute

I'm all on my loner

You know what I do

I'm cuttin' yo boy up

For all of the loot

Not fuckin' yo shawty,

I know that she cute

She loving and stopping

Now I got the juice

She love how I kick it,

I feel like I'm Bruce Lee

I wanna fuck in her coochie

I want that pussy, I'm too geek

She want me, nut in her choochie

I told her, baby, yeah, you too geek

I can't have no, baby, you bougie

A hundred round drum' like uzi

You catching that action

You cool G

I'm hot and I'm cold like Jacuzzi

She said that she

Wanna make a movie

I told her, now baby, you too geek

Don't fuck with these niggas

They shady I gotta a crazy arm

Like I'm Brady

Oops my bad?

I know that she hate me,

Play me, think it's cool

All gravy I got a missile

Ha ha, where did he go?

I got a shoot, shoot shoot, shoot,

Roll the dice you is a fool

Don't fuck with these niggas

They shady I gotta a crazy arm

Like I'm Brady

Oops my bad?

I know that she hate me,

play me, think it's cool

All gravy I got a missile

Ha ha, where did he go?

I got a shoot, shoot shoot, shoot,

Roll the dice you is a fool