B.R.K.

Lyrics

[Intro: SpaceGhostPurrp] Yeah yeah yeah, this ya nigga SpaceGhost muhfuckin' Purrp in this bitch, my nigga You already know what time it is, man You already know how it go down, BRK 'til the death Till the world blow world, pussy ass nigga Raider Klan all motherfuckin' day, man, you know what I'm sayin' I got my nigga Ethelwulf, man, Chris Travis in this hoe, finna get buck Yeah, my nigga, this how we do it B-R motherfuckin' K, man, turn the fuck up Uh, uh, bitch [Chorus: SpaceGhostPurrp] B-R to the K, B-R to the K B-R to the motherfuckin' K, and you know we got the phonk B-R to the K, B-R to the K B-R to the motherfuckin' K, and you know we got the phonk B-R to the K, B-R to the K B-R to the- B-R to the K, and you know we got the phonk B-R to the K, B-R to the K B-R to the motherfuckin' K, and you know we got thе phonk [Verse 1: SpaceGhostPurrp] Callin' up my nigga Ethelwulf so we can fuck this ho Then gеt back to the money, it ain't funny, I don't trust a ho Black Land, Raider Klan, bitch, that be my family Hater niggas, Memphis niggas comin' through wit' tragedy Terrorizin' haters that be bitin' like some alligators No, I'm not a gangsta or a thug, I'm a mack player Mackin' pretty bitches, pop that pussy like I'm Uncle Luke I'm gettin' to this money, countin' hunnids, gotta get my loot Fuck a punchline, bitch, this ain't no mainstream rap Talkin' shit about the South, we knock yo' ass up off the map Find me in the suburbs chillin' wit' an Asian bitch Tellin' her some funky shit, now she lickin' on my dick I'm all about pimpin' and I'm mackin' on a bad bitch Thinkin' 'bout a Bentley, like damn, I wanna buy this shit Never trust a frail nigga 'cause they wanna take yo place Start talkin' shit behind yo back, now they smilin' in yo face [Chorus: SpaceGhostPurrp] B-R to the K, B-R to the K B-R to the motherfuckin' K, and you know we got the phonk B-R to the K, B-R to the K B-R to the motherfuckin' K, and you know we got the phonk B-R to the K, B-R to the K B-R to the- B-R to the K, and you know we got the phonk B-R to the K, B-R to the K B-R to the motherfuckin' K, and you know we got the phonk [Verse 2: Ethelwulf] It's B-R to the K every fuckin' day, mane All the fuck I gotta say is get up out the way, mane I'm on deck wit' the pain, just tell me his name, mane Hard as hell is how we came all up in this thang Raider is the Klan and yo bitch all up on us, mane, mane She can't even help herself, she so silly, mane, mane Who the fuck they tryna play? Hope not me today, mane I'ma fuck around and flip and bust near your face I ain't even tryna smoke my shit, I'm wit' you today But if you throw a ten on it, we might be okay, mane It's the real damn real what I'm tryna say To the damn ground right now is where a sucker lay I ain't here to bitch, not never, no damn day And I ain't finna hold in my feelings, no damn way Pussy niggas hate, but it's cool, mane, it's all okay We gon' set 'em straight, no debate In the name of the BRK [Chorus: SpaceGhostPurrp] B-R to the K, B-R to the K B-R to the motherfuckin' K, and you know we got the phonk B-R to the K, B-R to the K B-R to the motherfuckin' K, and you know we got the phonk B-R to the K, B-R to the K B-R to the- B-R to the K, and you know we got the phonk B-R to the K, B-R to the K B-R to the motherfuckin' K, and you know we got the phonk [Verse 3: Chris Travis] Creepin' through your hood wit' that motherfuckin' sawed-off Raider Klan, hoe, and we came to break your jaws off Chris fuckin' Travis known to break a hoe walls off B-R to the K and I'd be damned if we fall off Hatin' ass niggas, boy, you better take a jog out Pussy nigga hatin' 'cause I'm in his bitch, call off But I don't give a fuck, TEC-9 tucked up in my drawers Bucker than a bitch, BRK, break the fuckin' law Killin' all you buster ass niggas fuckin' wit' my dawgs And I don't touch the hoe if she lookin' [?] Rat-tat-tat-tat-tat, lay you on your fuckin' back, bitch This is for you pussy rappers out there playin' actress East Memphis, Radier Klan, hoe, we 'bout that action And we ain't no fuck shit, just stayin' true and mackin' And if you want that ana, then that MAC-10 I'm packin' And if you fuck wit' us then we comin' for your family, bitch