Brissp Beezy - Worth Part 2 Lyrics

(Big 3 bitch you know the vibes)
I remember nights on the block like lights tryna get digits
Got sour, got soft, got hard told the fiens come through and pick it
I get chicken can't f*ck with a biscuit (Nah)
But if its bout bread ima get it
Young nigga ball ima spin-off my pivot
Bitch wanna come tell that hoe she could visit
Girl do yuh thing only got couple minutes I'm in out of town moving pounds with the fitness
I see a pic with A vibe on my live ima click it ask how that bitch work then I give da business wait
She tryna cuff I ain't with it
I f*ck and I'm dipping ain't missing no misses nope
All of the f*ckery I'm with it
Just copped me a scope and it came with the vision
F*ck around ima buy her a purse
All these diamonds is dancing this Cuban gigantic they gon f*ck around think this the worth
But this pretty shit cost a ticket you think that I'm slipping get put in da dirt
In love with this chicken just give me the pigeons I'm keeping them franklins like Kirk
I ball like Blake Griffin they balling like crickets this niggas ain't getting no work
F*ck around it got hot like it Turks (Hot)
I might be off a perc and some act so if I don't react all my niggas alert
I ain't into the chatting and capping turn this into fashion put you on a shirt (No cap)
I flip the pack go reverse
I hit the cat go berserk
F*ck it up finna put in some pain
Run it up I might catch me a sprain
How I run it I feel like Usain
If its not money the f*ck is you saying
Go ask chevy they know I get paid
Nickname Frito u know I get laid
Young nigga cut up like he need a shave
I take a 30 I'm gon misbehave
His vibe front then I'm f*cking his main
She gon clean this shit up like the maid
Break her back gotta tie up my braids
She like wait you f*cking up my wig
I'm like shut up and eat up these kids (Eat it up)
I'm finna cop her a bib, jump in the pussy then I hit the skip
Like a attic I go hit da strip
F*ck around ima buy her a purse
All these diamonds is dancing this Cuban gigantic they gon f*ck around think this the worth
But this pretty shit cost a ticket you think that I'm slipping get put in da dirt
In love with this chicken just give me the pigeons I'm keeping them franklins like Kirk
I ball like Blake Griffin they balling like crickets this niggas ain't getting no work
And these niggas ain't getting no cake (Nah)
Percs & prometh that shit get me lazy
I got the sauce hit the pot with the gravy
My ex get a box fore she ever could play me (Facts)
That bitch must be crazy
Was never a sucker not even a maybe (Never)
I get a bop and go baby
Young nigga pour up I'm finna go Amy
To this date, they still wanna date me
I'm finna kill it and dip like I'm Hades (Smash)
I get a pack and go Brady
I got da drip I shud be in da navy (Drip)
Feel like Max man they know I'm too wavy
I catch a vibe and I dip with your lady (Come here)
And I do that on the daily
I'm Mr.TYB your bitch
Mr.T my wrist that's how my life go
If I pop out it's a light show
I'm certified like I'm Geico (No cap)
I'm like the plumber with this shit everything lit
I let the pipes go
Came from the bottom right toe
So don't play cus we clipping like slideshows
F*ck around ima buy her a purse
All these diamonds is dancing this Cuban gigantic they gon f*ck around think this the worth
But this pretty shit cost a ticket you think that I'm slipping get put in da dirt
In love with this chicken just give me the pigeons I'm keeping them franklins like Kirk
I ball like Blake Griffin they balling like crickets this niggas ain't getting no work
F*ck around it got hot like it Turks (Hot)
I might be off a perc and some act so if I don't react all my niggas alert
I ain't into the chatting and capping turn this into fashion put you on a shirt (No cap)
I flip the pack go reverse
I hit the cat go berserk
(Woah)
(Run it up)
(F*ck you talking bout)