Brain Dead

Album cover art for "Brain Dead" by Blac Youngsta & Ari Fletcher

Blac Youngsta & Ari Fletcher - Rap, Memphis Rap

Brain Dead

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[Pre-Chorus: Summer Walker] Finally got you out my bed But I still can't get you out my head, ooh, ooh Finally got you out my bed But I still can't get you out my head, ooh, ooh [Chorus: Moneybagg Yo] Distant lovers, but we off in the same bed You said I never think 'bout you like I'm brain dead High in this coupe, a pound of Runtz and a eight of red Playin' with your pussy, wishin' that it was me instead I wanna give, but tryna maintain a level head I live with no regrets, I ain't takin' back nothin' I said The dick hit different when I pop a Perc' to the head You my lil' G, no notary, I'm stampin' it [Verse: Moneybagg Yo] Flashbacks of us fuckin' in the rain, I still had on my chains Thought I saw you, but you not here, you left a stain on my brain Just accept my flaws and all the slime that it come with my namе Niggas ain't a factor, that's a fact, they can't play in my lane Back seat of thе Maybach, Presi' Rolex plain, grown mane If you adore her, you gotta Dior her, ain't no price range Tell me this endless, show me you won't run out on us You say I'm not affectionate, it's not my fault, I don't know love Always gettin' on your nerve, it be my choice of words You got to be the one for me, look at all these hoes I curve The blind can see how I'm comin', at least I'm raw and I'm honest I'm not gon' play 'bout this woman, brain dead, you left me unconscious [Pre-Chorus: Summer Walker] Finally got you out my bed But I still can't get you out my head, ooh, ooh Finally got you out my bed But I still can't get you out my head, ooh, ooh [Chorus: Moneybagg Yo] Distant lovers, but we off in the same bed You say I never think 'bout you like I'm brain dead High in this coupe, a pound of Runtz and a eight of red Playin' with your pussy, wishin' that it was me instead [Outro: Ari] Your call has been forwarded to an automatic voice message system Hey babe, I'm just callin' to check on you, see where you at, what you doin' Call me when you can, love you, bye I'm not finna keep call your motherfuckin' phone, like Call me the fuck back, drop your location, something I'm gonna beat your ass, you got me fucked up Call me back now I'm sick of this shit, like, I'm done, I don't know why you always do this shit to me Like, you waste my fuckin' time, all the time All you have to do is call me back

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Credits

Writers
  • Ari Fletcher
  • DrumGod
  • Summer Walker
  • Moneybagg Yo
  • YC