Da B.R.A. lyrics

[Intro]
Yeah
It's me, Young Pappy
Let me upgrade you
Yeah
Uh-huh, look

[Verse]
I don't beat the block nor the streets, but the 'hood, though
Rollin' wit' a b*tch [?] so what the f*ck is good, though?
b*tch rollin' up and I wish a n*gga would, though
Think it's all grimy and we make this b*tch flood, though
b*tch, holler, besta believe me
Pullin' hoes is easy, felt this b*tch and it's [?]
I'll never have a b*tch that'll leave me
Hoes in my flow and they teasing
Got me on CD, DVD, and MP3
b*tches wanna faint when they see me, yeah
Look in my life and these n*ggas wanna be me
Icеd out n*gga, got my ass freezing
I'm a real rap n*gga, I don't need the link
f*ck snap music, b*tch, all that sh*t is weak
Coop, pass thе mic and I'm playin' keeps
Watch me ink link
I done wrote so much sh*t that I need to sleep
Like a n*gga with the flow like my n*gga Bink
Not IG, though, but you got flow
I know, well, let these other guys know
My flow so raw and y'all n*ggas so soft
[?]
But I'm not 'cause I'm motherf*ckin' so raw
n*gga wanna talk sh*t, so I broke his jaw
Alright, b*tch, look, you can call me Young Pap', I catch you in the trap
n*gga wanna talk sh*t, so I reach [?] the strap
And b*tch, you can get clapped like, Air, b*tch, it's a wrap
And if yo' clique [?] sh*t, then I'm the crap