Drama, drama
These b#tches ain’t want no drama
These b#tches ain’t want no drama
Even tho I got a case
I will always know my place
I’m a g, keep it a buck, keep it a hunnid
I’m a g, keep it a buck, keep it a thousand
I’m AJ, and I got a strap
I got my Brody, he used to sell a pack
For a fact, no cap
For a fact, no cap
Five hundred grams a night yeah
Even tho I got a case (ok)
I will always know my place (ok)
Brody this sh#t ain’t no race (hmm)
Homie f#ck the Rainy Days (grrr pah)
Huh hmm hmm, huh hmm
Huh hmm hmm, huh hmm
Yeah, yeah ok
Ok, backyard with your b#tch, yeah know me
Alley hoop to my g, yeah owe me
f#ck fame, no cap like Stevie
I ain’t fat for a fact, I’m sexy
Got your b#tch on my dick I’m ready
Got your b#tch on my dick I’m ready
Yeah I’m ready
I’m so pretty, I ain’t petty
I got a bag like T-Mac
Yeah wе smoking on that opp pack, yeah
Latin shorty yeah shake that #ss fat
p#ss# fat, chеcks fat, shorty don’t forget the head
Aye
Even tho I got a case
I will always know my place
Brody this sh#t ain’t no race
Homie f#ck the Rainy Days
Huh hmm hmm, huh hmm
Huh hmm hmm, huh hmm
Yeah, yeah ok
Why you try to play with me
Nah, why you try to play with me
All my wifeys got melanin
I’m a king I need melanin
Mela, mela, melanin
Even tho I got a case
I will always know my place
Brody this sh#t ain’t no race
Homie f#ck the Rainy Days
Huh hmm hmm, huh hmm
Huh hmm hmm, huh hmm
Yeah, yeah ok
Even tho I got a case (being loyal to myself)
I’m on fire Portgas D Ace (I’m a young goat)
Nah my weed ain’t purple haze (smokey, smokey splash)
Nah my weed ain’t lemon haze (sniffy, sniffy splash)
Yeah, yeah ok
Even tho I got a case
I will always know my place
Brody this sh#t ain’t no race
Homie f#ck the Rainy Days
f#ck the Rainy Days
f#ck the Rainy Days
Huh hmmm
f#ck the Rainy Days
Huh hmmm
Huh hmmm
Huh hmmm
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