lirik lagu rmc mike & rio da yung og - braggin rights
[intro: yn jay]
(ooh, sh~t, that’s a danny g beat)
f~ck
(it’s a wayne beat)
sh~t
hold on
ayy
[verse 1: yn jay]
you know i am, ayy, you know i am, ayy
you know i am, ayy, you know i— ah
you know i’m that n~gga, you ain’t even gotta ask about it
eight of quagen in a baby bottle got me actin’ childish
i know a n~gga tried to smack somebody and got smacked about it
got a petite small b~tch with lil’ bootycheeks
beatin’ doonies down, you gotta listen when the coochie speak
i don’t even want the p~ssy if the coochie cheap (ooh)
her coochie wet as h~ll, she got a water cat
i f~cked her good, then left, i had to call her back
i’m the real coochie man, i got some head at the mall in saks
bro fell, but he was shootin’ while he fallin’ back
i’ma finna dog a ‘cat, we playin’ cat and dog
this n~gga mad i hit his b~tch, he just smacked the wall
he finna punch the air
i swear i miss the doonie van, i used to f~ck in there
alright
b~tch eat d~ck in the morning, she eat brunch in there (ooh)
freak b~tch p~ssy wet, she tryna f~ck the chair
b~tch got a deep cat, i’m gettin’ drunk in there
i pulled her out the other room, i told her, “come in here”
[verse 2: rmc mike]
he got robbed for his kit and tried to jump the air
he tried to pour some green up, don’t you f~ckin’ dare
i don’t even talk to my b~tch, we just f~ck and stare
i’m out in beecher sellin’ dope with a buccaneer
n~ggas really broke as h~ll, they make a buck a year
that’s a hundred thousand
n~ggas ain’t whackin’ sh~t, they like huntin’ houses
all the rats havin’ kids, just a bunch of mouses
what’s that in your louis bag? just a bunch of ounces
she tryna f~ck, she on my lap doin’ a bunch of bouncin’
he talkin’ ’bout some dog sh~t, but can’t up a thousand
i’m up for real, i spent your deal on a couple houses
sh~t
i’ll spend all this sh~t, don’t give a f~ck about it
she kinda ugly, but that p~ssy wet like a f~ckin’ fountain
that n~gga told on his mans and you stuck around him
he actin’ hard ’cause he got a strap, sh~t, i’m tough without it
[verse 3: baby money]
brodie, my phone f~ckin’ up, i’m drivin’ through the mountains
three cubans on my neck, i feel like i’m drowin’
my pants made by kapital, my shirt balenciaga
give them tools to lil’ bro, he gon’ fix the problem
your luck down, we bought fins for the tough guys
a hundred racks in the o, watch me buck eyes
i be pickin’ up my loads from the truck drivers
they say i f~cked my money up, i bought a bustdown
both hands in the air, it’s a touchdown
fifty pounds on the ‘hound, i know the bus driver
i’ll spend this sh~t today, don’t give a f~ck ’bout it
put that china white in traffic when it’s rush hour
huh, i ran it up if you ain’t notice
i’ll buy a b~tch a presi’ ‘fore i give a b~tch some roses
twenty thousand in chanely, man, this lil’ b~tch the coldest
ninety thousand on the oldie, i put sixty in the motor, easy money
[verse 4: vonoff1700]
this n~gga said i’m broke, this n~gga funny
b~tch, i dropped out of school in sixth grade, i’m a dummy
free 3, man, he quick to wrap a n~gga like a mummy
n~gga, i was gon’ smoke uncle ice if i was sonny
he think he tough, i’m finna tap that n~gga brain
b~tch, i’m in a trackhawk with a drac’ switchin’ lanes
before this rap sh~t, i was quick to hit a stain
man, this sh~t don’t mean nothin’, i’ll still hit a stain
just taxed him today, bought a carti’, he think he that, that n~gga lame
ri say, “you just upped an m, n~gga, go get another chain”
hurry up, spin through the o, n~gga, i’m tryna test my aim
b~tch, you ain’t tryna f~ck, then you should’ve never came
ayy, rio, why my opps talkin’ ’bout they wanna k!ll you?
them n~ggas ain’t even did sh~t to me, they ain’t gon’ k!ll you
aw, you a booster? that’s okay, i used to steal too
this n~gga think he crazy, let me show him what this steel do
[verse 5: rio da yung og]
i can’t believe your opps said that
haha, that be the type of sh~t that i laugh at
a million dollars cash get your ass wiped
and every n~gga you was seen with last night
a hundred thousand dollars not a bad price
he tried to run, they shot him in his ass twice
you say you got a pint? what’s the asking price?
’cause cj took a pj back to flint for a glass pint
he took a— i gotta slow it down for you, alright
he took a private plane back to flint for a glass pint
you see what i’m sayin’?
i was high as h~ll last night
swing wide as h~ll with the k, look like a f~g fight
i made a real ten m’s, i got bragging rights
since i came from zero, sometimes, we ain’t even have no lights
we ain’t have no water ’cause the pipes froze
now i just spent a hundred thousand tryna buy clothes
used to take my kids swimming, now we got a pool
yeah, that b~tch in the middle of the f~cking house, fool
i’m on some bossin’ sh~t
i got von with me, he’ll get to tossin’ sh~t
i really like the b~tch, so i bought her sh~t
i got two hundred thousand on me, this my daughter sh~t
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