Brown Noise

Lyrics

[Verse 1: J.U.S] Uh, yeah I need a down-payment and a remodeled basement Model on my lap, she got a player on the waitlist I did favors for niggas, couldn't wait to say shit Scrambled my whole brain Skip that four piece, I need parts of that whole thang Line around the block, got the fiends like Soul Train Bad hoes and swipes turn Spirit flights to soul plane, nigga I'm four and a baby, folk riding with me, got the same guns the Navy got 88 came with the extra stock I been around a long time, I need restin' spots And a place to shop I like my malls like the Galleria, Hermes in the Gucci sto' My bitch like to be a diva If she belong to the streets, then the streets can keep her [Interlude] Bitch gon' FaceTime me Bitch, I hold my wrist up, pop my rubber band She say "where yo' watch at?" You right bitch, where's my Rolex? [Verse 2: Danny Brown] Copped the Rollie from the pawn shop, it was non-stop Me and my niggas cop back-to-back, it was an onslaught Gun cocked, you try to touch and get yo' lunch rocked Sun stop, me and my niggas, we on the Ong Bak Denmark, you in that whip, you get your bitch rocked Amsterdam, we on that Summer Slam, that Killa Cam Goddamn, against me and you, you get yo' shit blammed Oh man, [?] Goddamn, you disrespect, we have a shoot-out (Shoot-out) Bitch on my dick, that's what yo' boo 'bout Move out, if you ain't with the crew, you gettin' threw out I knew 'bout bu(tt)ubble gum, tell yo' bitch was blew out Ooh wow, she got a fat ass, she gettin' flew out Ooh wow, got them lambchops on them lollipops Ooh wow, you ain't gettin' money, what ya talkin' 'bout? Ooh wow