Only thing blue is the five
Looking scared when we pull up and arrive
I wanna get so many cars I don't know what to drive
Make a quick decision if your really ride or die
Cause I'm done with the fakes I'll curve em to the side
Car full of boys and bittes when we ride
I Didn't choose this life it chose me I don't decide
I'm the club and I'm not afraid to slide and dive
Stop acting super whack
You better tighten up your slack
I only count sir macs not benny's in a stack
Stop telling me how to act
Brown bills in north no blues that's a fact
Making money moves like pablo
I ain't even worried bout the motherf*cking five-o
Driving through the city going slow
I learned to never trust a hoe
All they want is the money when I sell out a show
No lie cause that's really how it go
Roll up on the set like an incoming threat
Shake the ground like a missle from a jet
If you really mean it stop saying bet
Claiming your cleaning but nothings happened yet
So
Stop acting super whack
You Better tighten up your motherf*cking motherf*cking slack
I only count sir macs not Benny's in a stack
Stop telling me how to act
Brown bills in north no blues that's mother f*cking fact
I'm slowing growing and showing
That I'm owning the gang
Not heard yet but you'll soon know my name
I'm focused on the grind so I don't act the same
But when I take it to do a party I'm never acting lame
It's a such shame your so insane
Can't even comprehend the Rhymes coming my from brain
I'm kawi in the paint bitch stay out my lane
I'm sneaky as f*ck take you out like bruce wayne
You might think this shit is funny
I'm not only in it for the f*cking money
It doesn't matter if its day or night I'm strapped even when it's sunny
Feeling kinda crummy with the buck shots in your tummy
I've never done snow so my nose ain't runny
Girls got the coke and they wanna do a numby
Stop acting super whack
You Better tighten up your slack
I only count sir macs not Benny's in a stack
Stop telling me how to act
Brown bills in north no blues that's mother f*cking fact
Young Tall Boy - Brown Bills Lyrics
Young Tall Boy - Brown Bills Lyrics
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Only thing blue is the five
Looking scared when we pull up and arrive
I wanna get so many cars I don't know what to drive
Make a quick decision if your really ride or die
Cause I'm done with the fakes I'll curve em to the side
Car full of boys and bittes when we ride
I Didn't choose this life it chose me I don't decide
I'm the club and I'm not afraid to slide and dive
Stop acting super whack
You better tighten up your slack
I only count sir macs not benny's in a stack
Stop telling me how to act
Brown bills in north no blues that's a fact
Making money moves like pablo
I ain't even worried bout the motherf*cking five-o
Driving through the city going slow
I learned to never trust a hoe
All they want is the money when I sell out a show
No lie cause that's really how it go
Roll up on the set like an incoming threat
Shake the ground like a missle from a jet
If you really mean it stop saying bet
Claiming your cleaning but nothings happened yet
So
Stop acting super whack
You Better tighten up your motherf*cking motherf*cking slack
I only count sir macs not Benny's in a stack
Stop telling me how to act
Brown bills in north no blues that's mother f*cking fact
I'm slowing growing and showing
That I'm owning the gang
Not heard yet but you'll soon know my name
I'm focused on the grind so I don't act the same
But when I take it to do a party I'm never acting lame
It's a such shame your so insane
Can't even comprehend the Rhymes coming my from brain
I'm kawi in the paint bitch stay out my lane
I'm sneaky as f*ck take you out like bruce wayne
You might think this shit is funny
I'm not only in it for the f*cking money
It doesn't matter if its day or night I'm strapped even when it's sunny
Feeling kinda crummy with the buck shots in your tummy
I've never done snow so my nose ain't runny
Girls got the coke and they wanna do a numby
Stop acting super whack
You Better tighten up your slack
I only count sir macs not Benny's in a stack
Stop telling me how to act
Brown bills in north no blues that's mother f*cking fact
Looking scared when we pull up and arrive
I wanna get so many cars I don't know what to drive
Make a quick decision if your really ride or die
Cause I'm done with the fakes I'll curve em to the side
Car full of boys and bittes when we ride
I Didn't choose this life it chose me I don't decide
I'm the club and I'm not afraid to slide and dive
Stop acting super whack
You better tighten up your slack
I only count sir macs not benny's in a stack
Stop telling me how to act
Brown bills in north no blues that's a fact
Making money moves like pablo
I ain't even worried bout the motherf*cking five-o
Driving through the city going slow
I learned to never trust a hoe
All they want is the money when I sell out a show
No lie cause that's really how it go
Roll up on the set like an incoming threat
Shake the ground like a missle from a jet
If you really mean it stop saying bet
Claiming your cleaning but nothings happened yet
So
Stop acting super whack
You Better tighten up your motherf*cking motherf*cking slack
I only count sir macs not Benny's in a stack
Stop telling me how to act
Brown bills in north no blues that's mother f*cking fact
I'm slowing growing and showing
That I'm owning the gang
Not heard yet but you'll soon know my name
I'm focused on the grind so I don't act the same
But when I take it to do a party I'm never acting lame
It's a such shame your so insane
Can't even comprehend the Rhymes coming my from brain
I'm kawi in the paint bitch stay out my lane
I'm sneaky as f*ck take you out like bruce wayne
You might think this shit is funny
I'm not only in it for the f*cking money
It doesn't matter if its day or night I'm strapped even when it's sunny
Feeling kinda crummy with the buck shots in your tummy
I've never done snow so my nose ain't runny
Girls got the coke and they wanna do a numby
Stop acting super whack
You Better tighten up your slack
I only count sir macs not Benny's in a stack
Stop telling me how to act
Brown bills in north no blues that's mother f*cking fact
Writer: Michael Grainger
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid