Mean To Brag lyrics

by

Yung Reece


{Intro: Reece]
Raise the prices, raise the cash, it gotta go
Broke n*ggas is cappin now, put gucci on they clothes
Start a crisis, Young boy Reece got all the hoes
Broke n*ggas is cappin now but thats just how it goes huh?

[Chorus: Reece]
I had to flash that sh*t, n*gga don't mean to brag
Talkin ‘bout racks and sh*t, they never seen the cash
Watch me tap that sh*t, Porsche go speedin’ fast
And the cameras start to flash with 12 behind my ass
I had to flash that sh*t, n*gga don't mean to brag
Talkin ‘bout racks and sh*t, they never seen the cash
Watch me tap that sh*t, Porsche go speedin' fast
And the cameras start to flash with 12 behind my ass

[Verse 1: Reece]
Said these b*tches goin crazy, and I ain’t mean to brag
Pour the dirty down the cup, a n*gga see the past
But I'm like Melo n*gga I just cannot leave the trap
A n*gga try me, run his ass, he know i never cap
Uh-uh, I told ‘em n*ggas I ruin the day
And I been trained, yeah I know the way
So when it kickback hold the spray
n*gga I never cap, run the fade
And if he down, smack em in the face
I won't cuff no way, if you want di*k you gon get slayed

[Chorus]
I had to flash that sh*t, n*gga don't mean to brag
Talkin ‘bout racks and sh*t, they never seen the cash
Watch me tap that sh*t, Porsche go speedin' fast
And the cameras start to flash with 12 behind my ass
I had to flash that sh*t, n*gga don't mean to brag
Talkin ‘bout racks and sh*t, they never seen the cash
Watch me tap that sh*t, Porsche go speedin' fast
And the cameras start to flash with 12 behind my ass

[Verse 2: Reece]
b*tch you know I got it
Runnin' down the office
Wanna try my boys? I got the 40 in my pocket
Bands on me b*tch, now the boy the hottest topic
Off it, yeah I just ran the case
Gucci bag around my waist, I got a mill’ today!
I cannot count it I’m not awake, this ain't the time to play
Swear that you love me no mind the cake, you gonna lie today?

[Verse 3: Duzzy]
Ion’ even need to brag, lil homie you ain't never seen the bag, uh-uh
All of my jeans is thrashed, uh-uh
I ain't even mean to smash her-uh
I just be talking sh*t, hol up i'm beating ass
All of my dogs and sh*t, we just be beating cats
All of this bread I be countin’ up, they just be mad because they always doubted us
They didn't turn up the sound enough i had to go get the squares and then round ‘em up
Always knew i had the guacamole
You ain't even from the block, no goalie
Beefing really? What you want? Balogni
How I'm flexing but I lost my Rollie
[Verse 4: Reece & Duzzy]
Like I'm out of timing
b*tch I'm from the islands
Rollie wasn't dripping so I filled that sh*t with diamonds
Yeah that hoe was tripping so I kicked her out the dining
Yeah they call me Yung Rich n*gga when i slide in
Should I kill them all with kindness
Gotta be quiet, hit them with the silencer
Do you know what pride is? Muthaf*cka I ain't never seen it, wanna buy it, wanna find it
Live short like a vine is
And I fly in, they be like “your highness”
She be like “Oh God you make me wet like I'm Poseidon”

[Chorus]
I had to flash that sh*t, n*gga don't mean to brag
Talkin ‘bout racks and sh*t (Racks, racks, racks, racks)
Watch me tap that sh*t, Porsche go speedin' fast
And the cameras start to flash, flash, flash, flash

[Outro]
n*gga don't mean to brag
They never seen the cash
Porsche go speedin fast
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