Brag Different (feat. Quando Rondo)

Cash money AP
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 Ayy, shawty had walked in, and her whole crew was full of bad bitches
 They say they ain't bougie, they just do not fuck with sad bitches
 She know she bad as hell, spent some racks to get her ass did
 Put down Gucci for Chanel, I don't know, she just brag different
 Look at how she drop it, then her friend lift it
 If they stop printin' money today, she gon' still get it
 That bitch don't really want you, nigga, she just deal with it
 I popped them Perkys yesterday and I'm still itchin'
 He just caught a body, he still itchin'
 Fuck my ex, I'm happy Tai see me on
 Get him first, the type of time I be on
 For Brianna, I go over beyond
 Who would've thought that I would be on?
 Snakes in the grass, I been mowin' my lawn
 Weed in my kidney, got codeine in my lungs
 Lost my nigga last week, I just can't stay strong
 Ayy, shawty had walked in, and her whole crew was full of bad bitches
 They say they ain't bougie, they just do not fuck with sad bitches
 She know she bad as hell, spent some racks to get her ass did
 Put down Gucci for Chanel, I don't know, she just brag different
 Look at how she drop it, then her friend lift it
 If they stop printin' money today, she gon' still get it
 That bitch don't really want you, nigga, she just deal with it
 I popped them Perkys yesterday and I'm still itchin'
 The opps know I'm the sickest, I'm so ill with it
 Last year on codeine, I spent a meal ticket (skrrt)
 I might have a son and name him Lil Richie (yeah)
 I put two titties on the glock, not talkin' Wendy Williams (yeah)
 Two-door coupe, drop-top, ride through, the opps look 'cause they scared of me
 I told that bitch, "Call me QPac"
 Rhat Quando Rondo dude so dead to me
 I'm screamin', "Free Ralo the Ahk" even though I'm rockin' Christian Lou'
 She know that all y'all niggas flawed, no, she don't fuck with artificial dudes (skrrt)
 Foot on the pedal, do the dash, up the metal and blow
 Rich forever, on the song, yeah, I used Rich the Kid's flow
 Her pussy good, so I'ma fly her from the Bay to the Pote
 She love to brag, she got a bag, she drippin' head to her toe
 I would've gave that boy my last, but I can't fuck with lil' bro
 It hurt my heart that you a rat, you posed to stick to the code
 And don't you think because you post me as your MCM
 That I'ma buy you MCM, you gotta fuck me in the Timbs
 Ayy, shawty had walked in, and her whole crew was full of bad bitches
 They say they ain't bougie, they just do not fuck with sad bitches
 She know she bad as hell, spent some racks to get her ass did
 Put down Gucci for Chanel, I don't know, she just brag different
 Look at how she drop it, then her friend lift it
 If they stop printin' money today, she gon' still get it
 That bitch don't really want you, nigga, she just deal with it
 I popped them Perkys yesterday and I'm still itchin'