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blocka (uk) - braddy lyrics
[hook]
just got back to braddy, gotta get that addy
wait two secs, i got a d to make to maggie
carrying that swammy, my tracksuit baggy
i just hit a l!ck, there was cali buds and ammi
gotta count this paper up, getting all these paper cuts
show me your exotics cause your cali looking fake as f_ck
bro’s in the trap with the white, he just baking up
i ain’t in the ends, still getting paid, caking up
[verse 1]
how you trapping and your motherf_cking stack folds?
out here hitting all these nitties on the back roads
i seen it all by the time i turned fifteen
the same younger that was trapping with some big dreams
sixteen, i was that younger pushing big weight
bagging all this food and whipping white, it made my wrist ache
daddy’s struggling, i’m just tryna make some quick cake
i hit the strip and got it popping off some sick flake
but i’m in the music now, i might dabble into moving loud
baddie on me, yeah she moving wild, she said she likes the way i rap
take ’em off and let me see the back, if i got it you can feel the strap
they wanna know me now, they didn’t wanna know before
got the sawn_off, a long nose like pinocchio
feds on my back cah i’m landing all these packs
tell ’em i ain’t stupid cah this ain’t my first rodeo
[hook]
just got back to braddy, gotta get that addy
wait two secs, i got a d to make to maggie
carrying that swammy, my tracksuit baggy
i just hit a l!ck, there was cali buds and ammi
gotta count this paper up, getting all these paper cuts
show me your exotics cause your cali looking fake as f_ck
bro’s in the trap with the white, he just baking up
i ain’t in the ends, still getting paid, caking up
[verse 2]
getting paid off this brizzy, trap phone busy
weight on the digi, bradford city
all the way to stow sides, man are getting litty
cunch spots to those sides, are you f_cking with me?
cutting through holme street with my guy mitch
don’t get me in the mix, i’m just into getting rich
if i find out there’s a grow then i’m running in it quick
i’ve got packs that need to flip, i’ve got packs that need to flip
[hook]
just got back to braddy, gotta get that addy
wait two secs, i got a d to make to maggie
carrying that swammy, my tracksuit baggy
i just hit a l!ck, there was cali buds and ammi
gotta count this paper up, getting all these paper cuts
show me your exotics cause your cali looking fake as f_ck
bro’s in the trap with the white, he just baking up
i ain’t in the ends, still getting paid, caking up
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