Dell Fargo - Brazy Lyrics

You see my name on the list
You know I'm finna go brazy
Them Niggas disrespected gang
And gotta shell in they braces
I hit Petre like ok
Another hit in the making
Pop an edible
And place these instruments
In arrangements
These niggas lost it
We came up from the dirt
Like we chocolate, funnel, and coffee
While niggas sweeter than vanilla toffee
This boss shit
Is earned not given
We ain't ever taking losses
The circle of winners
I'm not finished
Til I'm in the book of Guinness
With records in every sentence
Pushing product with pimping
No Prada just proper printing
Need paper over a pension
Patience over this tension
Ripping rapping relentless
Revered in all of my rhythms
Show respect nigga
Cuz if you don't
Then you liable
To get checked nigga
Mainly cuz you fucking
With the best nigga
Wanted smoke
And did the bachata
All on his chest nigga
Rap in trinities
Put your mind
On a holy quest nigga
Yes nigga
I've been the goat of this shit
It ain't no simple ass
Row row your boat when I spit
Shit get lethal
Poison vines
And stray bullets from clips
They pull it and dip
A youngin with a glock
With a switch
It's getting reckless
So I hustle
Tryna live the lap of luxury
I hear you niggas bars
And yeah it's clear
You can't fuck with me
B-Jay said we gifted
We got melanin
That stuck with me
That's why it's fuck them racists
And whoever say it's up with me
You see my name on the list
You know I'm finna go brazy
Them Niggas disrespected gang
And gotta shell in they braces
I hit Petre like ok
Another hit in the making
Pop an edible
And place these instruments
In arrangements
These niggas lost it
They let me off the leash
So you know that means
Ima dog shit
If Les had made the play
Then Ima moss shit
You cross us
You swim with the fishes
We just tryna run it up
Cuz niggas came from
The trenches
So let's get it
Them houses
With big fences
Couple stacks
On the counter
We turn you ghost
And take your power
Real king of the tower
I told them all
I need my flowers
By the end of my hours
This beat I devoured
I see your soul
It shows you a coward
The world it is ours
But we just gotta reach
Tryna make it international
Not only northeast
Saw the opps
And niggas creeped
But ain't provide no TLC
30 shots up out the whip
But missed the opps
And hit a child
She was only 3
Niggas think they men
Because they toting
You ain't grown to me
Niggas think they real
Cuz they got money
But be hoes to me
He thought that was his bitch
But now she goes for me
You left her in the house
And I ain't do too much
I just stuck to the code
You see
I mastered it
Like ozone 9
I think it goes without saying
I'm ahead of my time
I told my wifey she a dime
Stay close like the nine
Living divine
My purpose
Is putting rappers in binds
Get outshined nigga
You see my name on the list
You know I'm finna go brazy
Them Niggas disrespected gang
And gotta shell in they braces
I hit Petre like ok
Another hit in the making
Pop an edible
And place these instruments
In arrangements
These niggas lost it
We came up from the dirt
Like we chocolate, funnel, and coffee
While niggas sweeter than vanilla toffee
This boss shit
Is earned not given
We ain't ever taking losses
The circle of winners
So let's get it
We aint ever taking losses
The circle of winners
So lets get it
I hit Petre like ok

You see my name on the list
You know I'm finna go brazy
Them Niggas disrespected gang
And gotta shell in they braces
I hit Petre like ok
Another hit in the making
Pop an edible
And place these instruments
In arrangements
These niggas lost it
We came up from the dirt
Like we chocolate, funnel, and coffee
While niggas sweeter than vanilla toffee
This boss shit
Is earned not given
We ain't ever taking losses
The circle of winners
I'm not finished
Til I'm in the book of Guinness
With records in every sentence
Pushing product with pimping
No Prada just proper printing
Need paper over a pension
Patience over this tension
Ripping rapping relentless
Revered in all of my rhythms
Show respect nigga
Cuz if you don't
Then you liable
To get checked nigga
Mainly cuz you fucking
With the best nigga
Wanted smoke
And did the bachata
All on his chest nigga
Rap in trinities
Put your mind
On a holy quest nigga
Yes nigga
I've been the goat of this shit
It ain't no simple ass
Row row your boat when I spit
Shit get lethal
Poison vines
And stray bullets from clips
They pull it and dip
A youngin with a glock
With a switch
It's getting reckless
So I hustle
Tryna live the lap of luxury
I hear you niggas bars
And yeah it's clear
You can't fuck with me
B-Jay said we gifted
We got melanin
That stuck with me
That's why it's fuck them racists
And whoever say it's up with me
You see my name on the list
You know I'm finna go brazy
Them Niggas disrespected gang
And gotta shell in they braces
I hit Petre like ok
Another hit in the making
Pop an edible
And place these instruments
In arrangements
These niggas lost it
They let me off the leash
So you know that means
Ima dog shit
If Les had made the play
Then Ima moss shit
You cross us
You swim with the fishes
We just tryna run it up
Cuz niggas came from
The trenches
So let's get it
Them houses
With big fences
Couple stacks
On the counter
We turn you ghost
And take your power
Real king of the tower
I told them all
I need my flowers
By the end of my hours
This beat I devoured
I see your soul
It shows you a coward
The world it is ours
But we just gotta reach
Tryna make it international
Not only northeast
Saw the opps
And niggas creeped
But ain't provide no TLC
30 shots up out the whip
But missed the opps
And hit a child
She was only 3
Niggas think they men
Because they toting
You ain't grown to me
Niggas think they real
Cuz they got money
But be hoes to me
He thought that was his bitch
But now she goes for me
You left her in the house
And I ain't do too much
I just stuck to the code
You see
I mastered it
Like ozone 9
I think it goes without saying
I'm ahead of my time
I told my wifey she a dime
Stay close like the nine
Living divine
My purpose
Is putting rappers in binds
Get outshined nigga
You see my name on the list
You know I'm finna go brazy
Them Niggas disrespected gang
And gotta shell in they braces
I hit Petre like ok
Another hit in the making
Pop an edible
And place these instruments
In arrangements
These niggas lost it
We came up from the dirt
Like we chocolate, funnel, and coffee
While niggas sweeter than vanilla toffee
This boss shit
Is earned not given
We ain't ever taking losses
The circle of winners
So let's get it
We aint ever taking losses
The circle of winners
So lets get it
I hit Petre like ok