Brady lyrics

[Intro: MAF Teeski]
(You aren't even a cold breeze for my man Taz)
Yeah

[Chorus: MAF Teeski & Mama Million]
Get in the 'yo and pop my sh*t, I spit crack just like the '80s
Send my Scoom to beat your sh*t down, pull on your block and drop like eighty
42 Dugg, I'm young and turnt, now she tryna have my baby
And the way I di*ked her down, you know I left her actin' crazy
Runnin' laps around these b*tches, I got bands just like I'm Katie
I'm not a lover girl, I'll break your bank, but I can't be your lady
Lil' Mameezy might get wet for you, just cop brand new Mercedes
I been touched down on b*tches, check the score, I feel like Tom Brady

[Verse 1: MAF Teeski]
I know you gon' tell, all my opps be 12, Tom Brady
You could catch a shеll, you know we got guns just like the Navy
Quick to pop a n*gga, so I bought a gun without no safеty
Brand new Louis tee, Amiri jeans, B30s, they can't take me
Guess she all up in her feelings, lil' b*tch mad that she can't date me
They can't f*ck with me at night, you know I sh*t on my opps daily
All the bad hoes, they love Slick, run 'round the town, they tryna rape me
All you n*ggas my receivers, I'm throwin' bullets, Tom Brady

[Verse 2: Mama Million]
Havin' motion, come and top me in the front seat of the Hummer
Chasin' commas, please don't get me misconstrued with all the drama
b*tch, I'm really lit right now, wait 'til I get rich just like Madonna
He know I'm her, make his ass nut on the floor, I can't be baby mama
I'm one of them ones, I ain't c*cky, but who is them? I don't f*ck with them b*tches
I am not LeBron, you hoes my sons the way that I'm dunkin' on b*tches
Uh, make 'em nervous, I do that on purpose
Eliantte my wrist, iced out my neck because I'm worth it
[Verse 3: Mama Millions & MAF Teeski]
Uh, got a lil' juicy booty, petite, gotta make this tootsie pop
Right hand on her pus*y while my other hand play with the Glock
I don't do cappin' in rappin', beat my goonies just like you beat your block
She know that I'm the man, so on first night, she gave me neck and twat

[Chorus: MAF Teeski & Mama Million]
Get in the 'yo and pop my sh*t, I spit crack just like the '80s
Send my Scoom to beat your sh*t down, pull on your block and drop like eighty
42 Dugg, I'm young and turnt, now she tryna have my baby
And the way I di*ked her down, you know I left her actin' crazy
Runnin' laps around these b*tches, I got bands just like I'm Katie
I'm not a lover girl, I'll break your bank, but I can't be your lady
Lil' Mameezy might get wet for you, just cop brand new Mercedes
I been touched down on b*tches, check the score, I feel like Tom Brady