Bron Bron lyrics
by Poundside Pop
[Intro: Poundside Pop]
Let's go
It's 41, it's that big bull
[Chorus: Fat Nif]
I be in the trap with them killers, yeah
I be in the trap with them hitters, uh, uh, uh
I be in the trap with them killers, yeah
Yeah, yeah, huh, oh
I be in the trap with them hitters, oh
I be in the trap with them killers, oh
I be in the trap with my n*ggas, uh
[Verse 1: Fat Nif]
Lil' shawty want meet me, I know that she anxious
Yeah, I be with some killers, they be armed and dangerous, yeah
If you playin' that sh*t, yeah, my n*ggas gon' bang you, yeah
If you play with that, huh, yeah, my n*ggas gon' bang you, yeah
If shе say she want 5, then she won't gеt to know me, yeah
Buy Chanel for the block, 24, yeah, rep it like Kobe, yeah
Lil shawty, is you playin'? What the f*ck is you sayin'?
Yeah, I ball for the block, and you know that I'm gangin', yeah
I can put you on drip, I might as well ride you to Topanga, yeah
If you hangin' with n*ggas, you hoppin' in calls with strangers, yeah, huh
She that she using me, they wrote this sh*t like a eulogy, uh
n*gga, they copyin' my swag
None of these n*ggas is as loose as me, uh, yeah
Can't f*ck with me, uh, yeah
She want that cash, she say she can't f*ck her friend
[Verse 2: Poundside Pop]
These n*ggas throwin' some bags
I let her get to the bag
Smackin' and feeling her ass
Shawty be f*ckin' some fashion
Shawty gon' f*ck for the cash
Shawty gon' get to the bag
Pop, yeah, I stay in my bag
I keep that thing in my bag
I don't wanna play with lil boys, put a hole on a boy if you play with me, boy
You better not play with the Zoo, you know that's a gang, we don't play with no boys
She can tell that I work from my voice, she say my voice make her moist
f*ckin' that b*tch like a hoe, then she gon' ask me for more
I don't blow up the bag on a hoe, f*ck that b*tch, then I send her to the store
Ran out of backwoods, I need some more
Spend too much money when I'm in Dior
Bought me a plain, I'ma pour up a four
I'm from the 5, Fat Nif from the 4
My n*ggas, they ride when we go to war
My brodie kill killers, he uppin' the score, uh
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
[Outro: Fat Nif & Poundside Pop]
I be in the trap with them killers, oh
I be in the trap with them killers, oh
I be in the trap with them killers, oh
I be in the trap with them killers, oh
I be in the trap with them, oh
Yeah, yeah, what, what, what, yeah
I be in the trap with my n*ggas, oh
I be in the trap with them hitters, oh
I be in the trap with my n*ggas, oh
Zoo Gang