Post up with my, yeah
Post up with my yeah
Post up with my cutter, we like half brothers
Bossed up on my own, ain't have to ask others
Be too worried bout them, go get a bag brudda
Throw bro a play, downfield in the chi, like im Jay Cutler
Ooh, I pray all them people go and find shelter
Ooh, out my emo phase no diss to Jimmy Butler
Ooh, work so hard, they forget, I'm still the old me
Ohh, wrap the whip on orange cause thats my swag color
Bryso grant a wish but he no genie
2024, you tell the truth now you the meanie
Speaking to me rough but wanna be treated gentle
Supposed to be easing pain and calming mental
Okay
They'll a do ya grimey to feel fake slimey (okay)
Been on my conscious, how you expect peace but move with violence
Don't lose your common sense tryna get your bag right
Coke bottle, Super bad, the love to brag type
We gone go for six, don't need no field goal
I got plenty vibes in my dm, it's okay I lose one
Ain't seen bryso in a while bc I'm plotting
Looking for the next step, peep how I ain't fold yet
Posted up with my cutter, yeah
Post up with my cutter, we like half brothers
Bossed up on my own, ain't have to ask others
Be too worried bout them, go get a bag brudda
Throw bro a play, downfield in the chi, like im Jay Cutler
Ooh, I pray all them people go and find shelter
Ooh, out my emo phase no diss to Jimmy Butler
Ooh, work so hard, they forget, I'm still the old me
Ohh, wrap the whip on orange cause thats my swag color
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Post up with my, yeah
Post up with my yeah
Post up with my cutter, we like half brothers
Bossed up on my own, ain't have to ask others
Be too worried bout them, go get a bag brudda
Throw bro a play, downfield in the chi, like im Jay Cutler
Ooh, I pray all them people go and find shelter
Ooh, out my emo phase no diss to Jimmy Butler
Ooh, work so hard, they forget, I'm still the old me
Ohh, wrap the whip on orange cause thats my swag color
Bryso grant a wish but he no genie
2024, you tell the truth now you the meanie
Speaking to me rough but wanna be treated gentle
Supposed to be easing pain and calming mental
Okay
They'll a do ya grimey to feel fake slimey (okay)
Been on my conscious, how you expect peace but move with violence
Don't lose your common sense tryna get your bag right
Coke bottle, Super bad, the love to brag type
We gone go for six, don't need no field goal
I got plenty vibes in my dm, it's okay I lose one
Ain't seen bryso in a while bc I'm plotting
Looking for the next step, peep how I ain't fold yet
Posted up with my cutter, yeah
Post up with my cutter, we like half brothers
Bossed up on my own, ain't have to ask others
Be too worried bout them, go get a bag brudda
Throw bro a play, downfield in the chi, like im Jay Cutler
Ooh, I pray all them people go and find shelter
Ooh, out my emo phase no diss to Jimmy Butler
Ooh, work so hard, they forget, I'm still the old me
Ohh, wrap the whip on orange cause thats my swag color
Post up with my yeah
Post up with my cutter, we like half brothers
Bossed up on my own, ain't have to ask others
Be too worried bout them, go get a bag brudda
Throw bro a play, downfield in the chi, like im Jay Cutler
Ooh, I pray all them people go and find shelter
Ooh, out my emo phase no diss to Jimmy Butler
Ooh, work so hard, they forget, I'm still the old me
Ohh, wrap the whip on orange cause thats my swag color
Bryso grant a wish but he no genie
2024, you tell the truth now you the meanie
Speaking to me rough but wanna be treated gentle
Supposed to be easing pain and calming mental
Okay
They'll a do ya grimey to feel fake slimey (okay)
Been on my conscious, how you expect peace but move with violence
Don't lose your common sense tryna get your bag right
Coke bottle, Super bad, the love to brag type
We gone go for six, don't need no field goal
I got plenty vibes in my dm, it's okay I lose one
Ain't seen bryso in a while bc I'm plotting
Looking for the next step, peep how I ain't fold yet
Posted up with my cutter, yeah
Post up with my cutter, we like half brothers
Bossed up on my own, ain't have to ask others
Be too worried bout them, go get a bag brudda
Throw bro a play, downfield in the chi, like im Jay Cutler
Ooh, I pray all them people go and find shelter
Ooh, out my emo phase no diss to Jimmy Butler
Ooh, work so hard, they forget, I'm still the old me
Ohh, wrap the whip on orange cause thats my swag color
Writer: Bryson Ivy
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