Brian Griffin lyrics

[Intro]

Sosa you made this b*tch

(POLICE, POLICE *gunshot*)
(f*ck IS WRONG WITCHU MAN *gunshot*)
(motherf*cka!)
Gang
Gang
Gang, Gang
(get the f*ck over there while we count this money!)
Skrt, Skrt, Skrrrt
(count that f*ckin money man! count the money!)

[Chorus - NGeeYL]
I be with my dog, Brian Griffin
He be eatin n*ggas like they some skimps
Me and him, we jus slidin, we some killers
Two bad b*tches legend in the middle
Double S, white gold, yall sh*t silver
His big homie bought his chain and it still little
Watch how legend beat the pack, Anderson Silva
He ain't red like the jacket, Michael Jackson thriller
And how a pus*y n*gga keep it real n*gga
How a lame n*gga turn into the dealer
Them hoes played me like a lame I remember
Them hoes played me like a lame I remember
[Verse - NGeeYL]
I'm comin thru that tunnel
Shawty shinin to me, ooh, how I love the summer
Racks on top of racks, it look like they hunchin
I been on bad xans like it ain't nothin
Its like I hit that jet pack all of a sudden
Two Glock 40's and them b*tches bussin
How you wife that b*tch and she is not for f*ckin
n*ggas talkin action but them n*ggas really buggin
Glock wit the di*k n*gga and its finna f*ck em
Young n*gga came up when that sh*t was ugly
Guess what
Yall n*ggas know that I'm vicious

[Chorus - NGeeYL]
I be with my dog, Brian Griffin
He be eatin n*ggas like they some skimps
Me and him, we jus slidin, we some killers
Two bad b*tches legend in the middle
Double S, white gold, n*gga yall sh*t silver
His big homie bought his chain and it still little
Watch how legend beat the pack, b*tch I'm Anderson Silva
He ain't red like the jacket, Michael Jackson thriller
How a pus*y n*gga kill a real n*gga
How a lame n*gga turn into the dealer
Uh
Them hoes played me like a lame I remember
Them hoes played me like a lame I remember