Hol up damn
Why can't she see
Coulda been Justin
Yeah
Not Brody
Like
Hol up
Why can't she see
Coulda been seven
Yeah
Not Brody
Like hol up
Yeah why Brody
Why Brody
Lanky Brody
Yeah yeah
(Hol up hol up)
She should just see
Coulda had anyone
So why Brody
Damn
I got black I got white
Whatchu want yeah
Amayah Just lemme know
What you want yeah
Like lemme know
What you want ya
Like
Why you pick the skinny Brody
Like, I thought he was my homie
But he out here movin'
Really really phony
Like now you all lonely
Yeah yeah
Aye tap in with my nigga
Justin
Hey hey or Alex
Hey hey or Deebo
Yeah yeah yeah like Deebo
Hol up damn
Why can't she see
Coulda been Justin
Yeah
Not Brody
Like
Hol up
Why can't she see
Coulda been seven
Yeah
Not Brody
Like hol up
Yeah why Brody
Why Brody
Lanky Brody
Yeah yeah
(Hol up hol up)
She should just see
Coulda had anyone
So why Brody
Amayah, why not me?
I am the G
The mother f*ckin' Top G
Ya hearin' me
Brody you ain't got shit
You a f*ckin bitch
You built like a stick
Aye damn
I'll whoop his ass any day
Brody ain't the way
Move his ass out the way
She invited me in
Goin' in for the win
I can take it from here
Thank you Justin
Now
She said she'd think about it
We been killin' this kid
Brody worries
Every day in this bitch
And so you know
I care about you, bro
But it doesn't take away
From the fact that we know that
Why can't she see
Coulda been Justin
Yeah
Not Brody
Like
Hol up
Why can't she see
Coulda been seven
Yeah
Not Brody
Like hol up
Yeah why Brody
Why Brody
Lanky Brody
Yeah yeah
(Hol up hol up)
She should just see
Coulda had anyone
So why Brody
(damn damn damn damn damn)
(why like Bro-o-dy)
(why-y-Bro-o-dy)
(Gyett gyett gyett)