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carl escobar - brick, booty, bills كلمات الأغنية

[intro]
well here we go with a story for you all
got a motherf-cker hanging like a clock on the wall
dryer than a towel when all his friends left
took a wrong turn into drugs, wars, and theft

[verse 1]
but he ain’t ever been a good kid to start with
got a motherf-cker sick off the lean and acid drip
that he takes while on his shift and allow his mind to drip
and bring positivity, nah n-gga, f-ck that sh-t
cuz in this world a lot of 18 year old n-ggas tryna strive
or just tryna stay alive and i’m that type of guy
yeah that kept me alive, though your b-tch is shy
i’ll let her order her food while i c-m in her eye
and i’m praying for a brick, booty, and them dollar bills
n-ggas know i never chill when i try and make them mils
they telling me that i’m the realest n-gga in the game
though i f-ck with taylor gang and listen to a little wayne
m-th-rf-cker stop, cuz i ain’t even into fame
people tryna soil my name, bullets flowing to they brain (d-mn)
you can tell that a n-gga gone insane
blowing out like kurt cobain when your girl screaming my name (uh)

[break 1]
alright, verse 2
alright, let’s do this

[verse 2]
2 am thinking ’bout life and then
drown myself in alcohol and ritalin
socking b-tches in they face
teaching them they place but
i don’t really wanna hate
i just wanna get on time
like am sorry for the wait (yeah)
fast beat, slow tune, looking at the moon
then i slowly spoon your b-tch in the afternoon
i don’t give a f-ck and i probably won’t anytime soon (yeah)
get my zippo lighter and a couple friends
run around town and start a couple friendly fires
no this n-gga not for hire, swag
set the world on fire
b-tch don’t hate, admire
cuz you might be the realest n-gga til i show
yeah i got that polo flow but know ain’t for the low
this beat and verse got them n-ggas all like “whoa”
like your girl when i penetrate her hole, black

[break 2]
yeah, you already know, let’s get it

[verse 3]
getting trippy in my mind, gotta stimulate my vibe
so please don’t blow my high, just tryna get the dollar signs
f-ck a b-tch once or twice, don’t take me for no f-cking nice
guy, gotta go before this hoe swallow up my load
of mollies and zanies, mary and yogurt b-tch
i ain’t mac miller, my blue sl!ck like thriller, trick
carl escobar got it going on though
stepping at the club, adele, setting fire to the floor
aye, swag, i ain’t got no f-cking problems
‘less you count bad b-tches, then i got a f-cking problem
why i refer to these songs? i ain’t got a clue
i could start with tv shows, then i guess i’m doctor who
who the f-ck is that? i don’t even watch tv
except for monday night raw, you don’t even see me
swag, swag, swag, swag, swag, swag, swag, swag

[break 3]
yeah, carl escobar
tba, to be announced
we’re done here, that’s it

- carl escobar

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