Brisco [Rap]

[Intro - Lil Wayne]
And we gone grind
I say we gone grind
I say we gone grind (X2)
I'm grinding y'all

[Verse 1 - Birdman]
Fuck it we going to get it homie
Pop it and split it homie, live it and hustle homie
Grind till we billions homie, more money, new lens
More money, new Benz, more money, two twins
What we toting homie?
Got it from the bottom, raised to the top with it, hundred mill' rock with it
Hundred mill' drop with it, got the Benz and the Phantom like way back
Forty, fifty cars in my hood, bitch touch that
Play the model nigga, drinking out the bottle with it, on the island with it
Money and power with it, watch the little nigga jam on you bitches
While I'll be sitting on the island, nigga fucking these bitches
More hundred

[Chorus - Lil Wayne] X4
And we gone grind
I say we gone grind
I say we gone grind

[Verse 2 - Brisco]
Same clothes three days, watch me get my grind on

My auntie say I smoke too much, that's why a nigga mind gone
Can't stop hustling, I get it from my dad, all I know is box, Cuban stamps, and Ziploc bags
Rental cars tinted out, time to hit the interstate
Got a fetish for Ferraris and bad bitches I can renovate
I ain't talking penny weight, I'm talking big money
I'm talking breaking it down, to the last onion
Poppy know my forte, I get them and drop
And if they rolling up the rug, we shake them down and re-rock them
I got to get it, it's all about a dollar, I do it every day so I'm living blue collar

[Chorus]

[Verse 3 - Birdman]
Shit, see I came across the state lines, know I had to get mines
Hundred mill' was the ticket, for a straight grind
Know I had to get back where I started, had to get back what I lost, new fleet that I ordered
Got more chips, flipping out the other licks
Bad for the birds homie, born hood rich
Came from the rockets straight to the topics
That's how we getting it, big money won't stop it
More hundred

[Chorus]

[Chorus]
Uh, I wear the gun like a gurtle
Bullet proof car got me feelin' like a turtle
Shit, these niggas ain't satisfied until they get murdered u heard me
Yeah and I'ma G you don't know a motherfuckin' thing bout me
I tell u one motherfuckin' thing bout me bitch I got so much money on me uh

I'm lookin' thug in the Bentley (who)
I gotta few slugs don't temp me (ah)
Khaled put me up on the firm mats (Khaled)
I'ma million dollar nigga lets confirm that (Ross)
I rep carrot city out in Vegas (Vegas)
N the matchin' huned thousand dollar bracelet (who)
Mo' guns then the matrix (matrix)
Neo reload get ya face twist
Cartel cocaine by the cases (cases)
Cartel mo' cars then the races (races)
A-K's on a lear jet (g-4)
Rick Ross I'ma Real threat

[Chorus]

Standin' in the blue house choppa in my right hand
Stomach growlin' bris gotta feed the fam
I gotta meet a man the man with them kilograms
He bouta get jammed by the open locker goons
I found a needle in the hay stack (hay stack)
Put boy in to flood the streets n got my weight back
Now I'm known around day as the young don
Ain't no bitch made pussy's where I come from (nah)
Ain't no dick ain't stoppin' shit
8 pound on the pinky bird fat on the wrist
(On the wrist) so far so hood
When the rounds hit his ass it ain't look so good (so good)
Now he leavin' in a black bag
He a roach the bris be the black flag
And don't leave ya dope round me
Straight gutter 4real ask ya homie bout me

[Chorus]

Fat paper bag brown paper bag
Rubber band green paper cash (yep)
Fuck with 'em get the laser tag
Yall niggas better wave a flag it is ova
I walk wit a hand gun ride with more
From it must been a coop or somethin'
Since I love her I'ma put some candy on that hoe
I go topless no panties on that hoe
(see) yall niggas think its sweet sweet tooth niggas get shot in the teeth
Like that boy I got guns where guns ain't suppose to be
You need to get a full dose of me (I'm crack) yeah

[Chorus]

Niggas low I'm illatic (whoo)
Know who you dealin' with (whoo)
Fuck ya pretty whip you niggas ain't killin' shit
Every bird I whip fuckin' every bird I'm wit
I'm ya makeveli sucker where that murder hit
Yall niggas ain't trill (trill)
Yall niggas know the deal (deal)
Yall niggas wanna deal (deal)
What you talkin' is irrelevant (relevant)
Shit a leave a whole in a elephant (boom)
So if I got it them I'm sellin' it (sellin' it)
Need cheese cake like Frederick (who)
U hear the rederick prick u not a predict
Rick in a 7 6 six shot metal kit (Ross)

[Chorus]

[Chorus - Lil Wayne] X2
She want to get it so she do me all up on the wall
She want to get it so she do me all up on the wall
I want to get it so I do her all up the wall
I want to get it so I do her all up the wall

[Verse 1 - Brisco]
Yeah, I be that nigga Brisco
When I come through they know I'm known to ball
She sipping Nuvo while I'm puffing, got them on the wall
Got the spliff, high stick
Hands on the handle bars
Hop in, let the top back now I'm in my lane, bowling ball
Ha, I might be going about a hundred miles
Sipping on that Henny in that 'Ghini I be going hard
She like "don't leave me Papa"
I'm not a G but I be here you ever need me, need me

[Chorus]

[Verse 2 - Brisco]
I do her all up on the wall
Shawty done forgot her draws
Check the bathroom and bye, bye I'ma beat her in the stall
Everybody on the wall
And we on that alcohol
Shit can happen, clap clapping, round of applause
Ha, I might be going about a hundred miles

Sipping on that Henny in that 'Ghini I be going hard
She like "don't leave me Papa"
I'm not a G but I be here you ever need, me need me

[Chorus]

[Verse 3 - Brisco]
I'm under her arrest, my hands completely cuffed
She always in control
I know she like it rough
Never let her fuss
Never try to call her phone
Just hit her with a text, to let her know it's on
Throw her all up on the wall
Now I'm all up on her fanny
She probably South Beach
Fontainebleau Miami
I know she want to get it
And I'm so quick to get it
I always pull her hair
And ask her how it feel
Brisco

[Chorus]

I got my money right, I aint nothin nice,
its goin down tonight, thats what the bitches like all day long

I got my money right, I aint nothin nice,
its goin down tonight, thats what the bitches like all day long,
I aint hurry for nothin baby (all day long)
I aint hurry for nothin now hold it down

I got my money right, I aint nothin nice,
its goin down tonight, thats what the bitches like all day long,
I aint hurry for nothin baby (all day long)
I aint hurry for nothin now hold it down (all day long)

Everythin safe, got a walk-in safe
Treadmill rappers still runnin in place
All these meals I can share my plate
Flo Rida full yeah I already ate

Plenty to give or take Im bout business
Make no mistake baby serious this real estate
froms a million inches away my postition
im cuttin cake im the chef in the kitchen late
from my recipe bill its on the essence of haulin weight

Dont worry bout a dolla don dolla with the prada
aint no problem if you swalla you a scarlet you get holla grand
pieces I got em I get em ballin like sucka
consider the show stoppa Im holdin it down propa

I got my money right, I aint nothin nice,
its goin down tonight, thats what the bitches like all day long,
I aint hurry for nothin baby (all day long)
I aint hurry for nothin now hold it down

I got my money right, I aint nothin nice,
its goin down tonight, thats what the bitches like all day long,
I aint hurry for nothin baby (all day long)
I aint hurry for nothin now hold it down (all day long)

My life is straight Im livin good I aint hurtin for nothin
Im not the riches in the word but im workin with somethin
The escalade all pearl, you control it with buttons
They keep the tabs on they curb when i come through stuntin
Thats Brisc best to believe it seatin on skates
Im the don take it or leave it, throw it in ya face
Big B's makin it rain no need to hate
Got beef, loadin them thangs, grip the whole case
I got my money right and Im livin up some rubba bands
Hit the club heavy with, bet i spend a couple grand (couple grand)
On pictures, shove the keys on the hand
When Im on the scene know that Brisc be a wanted man

I got my money right, I aint nothin nice,
its goin down tonight, thats what the bitches like all day long,
I aint hurry for nothin baby (all day long)
I aint hurry for nothin now hold it down

I got my money right, I aint nothin nice,
its goin down tonight, thats what the bitches like all day long,
I aint hurry for nothin baby (all day long)
I aint hurry for nothin now hold it down (all day long)

Itch in my jeans im gettin braid everyday
bitches thicka than venus i told Serena she can train
got my money like a train is always on track
got my money more than fame so that explain the all black
all black, made back and in the back of em im getting on
people wanna bill a case on me fuck it just bring it on
they only made me (stronger)
i muscle my money (longer)
still husslin out of the (longer)
just tryin to take out my (longer)

gotta a bottom nigga holla on my holla on my southern
my revolver like a blocka doing pacha bell hour
im a shove it non stopa all the shit ima cocka
so i can dick it cant stopa doing tricks for big poppa

I got my money right, I aint nothin nice,
its goin down tonight, thats what the bitches like all day long,
I aint hurry for nothin baby (all day long)
I aint hurry for nothin now hold it down

I got my money right, I aint nothin nice,
its goin down tonight, thats what the bitches like all day long,
I aint hurry for nothin baby (all day long)
I aint hurry for nothin now hold it down (all day long)