Brat

Lyrics

[Intro] Oh my God, Ronny [Chorus: Jackboy] My lil' bitch a brat (Brat), I hate how she acts (Ayy) But she got my back (Brat, yeah), she gon' hold my strap (Strap, yeah) She gon' hold it down (Down, yeah) I don't gotta be around ('Round here) She don't fuck around with clowns (Clowns, yeah) Only love a real nigga style (Style, ayy) Girl, I love your style, oh don't drive me wild (Ayy, ayy) Oh, gonna dick you down (Ayy, ayy), oh fuckin' on the ground (Ayy, yeah) Girl, I love your smile (Ayy, ayy), you deserve my child (Yeah) Oh, gonna dick you down (Yeah), oh fuckin' on the ground (Ayy, yeah) [Verse 1: Dreezy] Smart mouth but got dumb ass, with a pretty fragrance in the stink, wow (Uhu) Big dog, if that nigga bank roll bounce then you know I'm skatin' off (Skrrt) Brown skin with a yellow bone, givin' Naomi Campbell & Kate Moss (Bad) I don't fuck around with safe niggas unlеss you tryna show me to the bank vault (Money?) Hе know I'm a brat if he need me I get what I want but I ain't needy (Uhu) I made him dress in all Palm Angels, he better ride in a demon (Savage) If he duckin' them people we love in them beamer, I fly to a spot where it's breezy (We gone) Coulda got it with any lil' bitch that he wanted, but he know they ain't fuckin' with Dreezy [Chorus: Jackboy] My lil' bitch a brat (Brat), I hate how she acts (Ayy) But she got my back (Brat, yeah), she gon' hold my strap (Strap, yeah) She gon' hold it down (Down, yeah) I don't gotta be around ('Round here) She don't fuck around with clowns (Clowns, yeah) Only love a real nigga style (Style, ayy) Girl, I love your style, oh don't drive me wild (Ayy, ayy) Oh, gonna dick you down (Ayy, ayy), oh fuckin' on the ground (Ayy, yeah) Girl, I love your smile (Ayy, ayy), you deserve my child (Yeah) Oh, gonna dick you down (Yeah), oh fuckin' on the ground (Ayy, yeah) [Verse 2: Tokyo Jetz] Hey now, his lil' bitch a brat Face to the critter, won't fuck her from the back Love how I ride it, and when he inside me, he asked what I wanted I tell him, "Surpise me," aye Make one call, she comin' I ain't reminding a nigga 'bout nothing Brand new body, ain't got no bodies Brand new car came with no milage Make shit happen, he sponsor for me No he adore me, he coppin' for me When we'll be fuckin', I fuck him to sleep [?] when I'm suckin', do somethin' to me Just how I'm comin', eh One night in here made him runnin' And [?] He take me shoppin' and get in my stomach, aye [Chorus: Jackboy] My lil' bitch a brat (Brat), I hate how she acts (Ayy) But she got my back (Brat, yeah), she gon' hold my strap (Strap, yeah) She gon' hold it down (Down, yeah) I don't gotta be around ('Round here) She don't fuck around with clowns (Clowns, yeah) Only love a real nigga style (Style, ayy) Girl, I love your style, oh don't drive me wild (Ayy, ayy) Oh, gonna dick you down (Ayy, ayy), oh fuckin' on the ground (Ayy, yeah) Girl, I love your smile (Ayy, ayy), you deserve my child (Yeah) Oh, gonna dick you down (Yeah), oh fuckin' on the ground (Ayy, yeah) [Verse 3: Jackboy] [?] [?] She done ran off with the pack [?] where I was at Now I'm ballin' with the bricks like Sheck Fuck karma, I got a dirty gat And I'm still with it on my lap See yo' pussy nigga he get lit Why the fuck does she say [?] Pussy wet, I'ma eat up the [?] Fuck all night, I don't keep out the [?] [?] she push on my chest How she fuckin', she deserve a cheque That's the guy, I link up the sweat Other guy that beat up her back When she ride, I give 'em respect [Chorus: Jackboy] My lil' bitch a brat (Brat), I hate how she acts (Ayy) But she got my back (Brat, yeah), she gon' hold my strap (Strap, yeah) She gon' hold it down (Down, yeah) I don't gotta be around ('Round here) She don't fuck around with clowns (Clowns, yeah) Only love a real nigga style (Style, ayy) Girl, I love your style, oh don't drive me wild (Ayy, ayy) Oh, gonna dick you down (Ayy, ayy), oh fuckin' on the ground (Ayy, yeah) Girl, I love your smile (Ayy, ayy), you deserve my child (Yeah) Oh, gonna dick you down (Yeah), oh fuckin' on the ground (Ayy, yeah)