Going Brazy lyrics

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805 Enavol


[Bridge 1]
(sample)
I love c*ck, you love drugs
E-e-everybody loves to f*ck
(sample)
B-b-beat my bum li-like a drum
Cl-cl-clap my cheeks until you c*m

[Chorus]
Ok, this one‘s for my bad b*tches in the club, goin‘ crazy, not holdin‘ back
Ci-Ci-City Center sold out, motherf*cker, I‘m the biggest sl*t you will ever smash
Th-th-they keep tryna hit on me, but Imma skrrt off in my b-brandnew Dash
Yea, I‘m so f*cking ignorant, you wanna f*ck your b*tch, no, I‘m the best

[Verse 1]
You wanna know my location
You, you wanna post up like an agent
B-break in and beat my sh*t
Pay some money and I‘ll beat your di*k
I-i-in the strip club goin‘ brazy (yah)
Fake ID, law doesn‘t phase me (no)
Up and down when I work the pole
I-I gеt the money and you g-get thе blow
I-I-I got fake lips, but still, I ain‘t talkin‘ fake sh*t (nah)
Nails on XL, lil‘ b*tch, ain‘t no way you can break this (aeh)
I‘m so A-list, got a lot of celebrities in my basement (ouu)
Always lookin‘ so on-brand, but Imma kick yo‘ ass like DaBaby
I-I-I work my tongue until you c*m
Watch me shake my ass with no panties on
I‘m a coked-up b*tch, but I‘m just 16
He gettin‘ bigger the way I want it to be
I be that b*tch he wanna f*ck everyday
Got no pus*y, no tits, but I make him ejaculate
At a fashion event, they all just wanna see me
'Cause I‘m over the top, rockin‘ my Louis V shades
This, this sh*t hit f*ckin‘ hard
I’m the queen, boutta take my spot
I-if you wanna hate, say what‘s up
You can regret that sh*t afterwards
Haha, you little b*tch
I know you thought you really f*ckin‘ slick
I-I gotta tell you, hoe, you ain‘t sh*t
I keep it together just like paper clips
[Bridge 2]
(sample)
I love c*ck, you love drugs
E-e-everybody loves to f*ck
(sample)
B-b-beat my bum li-like a drum
Cl-cl-clap my cheeks until you c*m (yeah)

[Verse 2]
Second part, I‘m comin‘ through
T-T-T-T-TR, who the f*ck is you
I-I-I-I-I be down with the gang, b*tch, I used to be a man, but guess what I‘m about to f*ckin‘ do
I‘m lookin‘ at my phone, I‘m in another scandal (what)
Everybody thinks it‘s too much too handle (oh)
Motherf*ckers wanna be the one‘s to talk (b*tch)
Do I give a f*ck (oh oh)
Hell nah (ah)
I think it‘s time to chill
Lemme catch your breath so my lungs can fill (can fill)
I‘m so irrational
f*cked up at 12, I popped the pill
Goyard, it‘s on my bag
B-b-big black trunk, big treasure chest (yea)
I won‘t put his di*k to rest (oh)
Stand up straight when I sit on it
High-speed chase, Ferrari drift
You can‘t catch me, I‘m too swift
I own the city, motherf*cker, I do
Got my sl*tty face runnin‘ up in the news
Soon enough, everybody knows my tracks
Germany, USA, and everybody else
Imma be a celeb, the way I f*ckin‘ flex
Got me in my zone, now listen where we at
[Chorus]
Ok, this one‘s for my bad b*tches in the club, goin‘ crazy, not holdin‘ back
Ci-Ci-City Center sold out, motherf*cker, I‘m the biggest sl*t you will ever smash
Th-th-they keep tryna hit on me, but Imma skrrt off in my b-brandnew Dash
Yea, I‘m so f*cking ignorant, you wanna f*ck your b*tch, no, I‘m the best

[Bridge 3]
(sample)
I love c*ck, you love drugs
Everybody loves to f*ck
(sample)
B-b-beat my bum like a drum
You wanna f*ck your b*tch, no, I‘m the best
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