B.R.A.$.$. - Wassup Lyrics

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Breaking up Saran wrap
Smelling like a Sauce pack
Blowing Os' from my flap
Her head tight like Baul cap
I be in the party's Making money off that loud dope
Bitches in my celly wonna' f*ck but they gon' say smoke
Ganja crusted oxygen, I huff it 'til my face bloat
Kill it in the bathroom
Friends are knocking cuz she ain't smoke
Everywhere I go I keep haters, man they're real persistent
Always got another opp saying I'ma come up missin'
Niggas always mad when you made your life a money mission
Blame you for the worse, like you sponsored why their money slippin'
Bad bitches feelin' like I'm way too much to f*ck with
Won't even talk to the face, cool lil' kitty she gon' catfish
Nude pics are often, killed my data watchin' bald fish
I'm always in what's clean, thick as cheese, yellow hoe Swiss
I bomb that
Kitty cat
Tappin' off my ball sack
My thumb fat
Dig it in her ass like nasty rug rat
My phone flashed
Prolly' made a play like from a dub sack
I don't lack
Strapped up booty warrior, this combat
Smoking so much, my neighbors caught a contact
Still smoking in apartments, big sessions, f*ck a contract
In contrast, worldly visions higher tone like contrast
T.R.U Gang kind of blunts
Long live fatties ganja long last
Snowmen out of ash
Hit me after class
Might just have that dab
Fire to the hairs smellin' like I hit a lab
Came into my pad lookin' bad
I'm diggin' in my bag
Rolled another fat
Bagged her like some trash
Lost off in the ash
Sleepover no dash
Sleepover no dash
Sleepover no dash
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T.R.U Gang

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