Correction Lyrics Bronny & Bron by BlocBoy JB

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Yeah
HitMan PG
Haha, word, word

Do this for my son, bitch we Bronny and Bron
I chase the cash like I'm Sonic with coins
Smokin' on dope, gettin' head in the foreign
I keep the bus on me like I was tourin'
Trappin' all states, I got insurance
Freaky lil' bitch speakin' Spanish and fluent
I burn her head 'till I know her influence
Hoes stay in line, yeah I love 'em congruent

Okay, these niggas lyin', they ain't movin' no weight
Touch one of my niggas, there's no way
Almost caught a body in the year '08
It was '09 when I started bangin' Grape
Stayed truе to the Vine, but thesе niggas too fake
Get some niggas throwin' 5s, got some niggas throwin' rakes
Got some niggas with no signs, that be throwin' up 8
And they be the mob nigga we be goin' ape
Everything Gucci, but a nigga rockin' Bape
And I be f*ckin' with the lulu
I'm at ATL with lil' T.I.'s bae
You know I be f*ckin' with the new-new
I just switched the color on the coupe-coupe
Everything new-new, inside Nip blue
I got nut no cashews, wait 'till I catch you, blast you
We gon' serve a nigga like a drive-thru

Do this for my son, bitch we Bronny and Bron
I chase the cash like I'm Sonic with coins
Smokin' on dope, gettin' head in the foreign
I keep the bus on me like I was tourin'

Trappin' all states, I got insurance
Freaky lil' bitch speakin' Spanish and fluent
I burn her head 'till I know her influence
Hoes stay in line, yeah I love 'em congruent

Do this for my son, bitch we too damn Boosie
'Fore he learn how to talk, had him walkin' with Uzi's
Loadin' them clips while we watchin' a movie
32 in the clip and we workin' congruent
He know I'm a gangster, ain't none of it new to me
He cappin' like Buddha, ain't none of it true to me
Bloc threw me a Addy like blunt in '03
Don't pay me in cash, just give me the jewelry
Do this with my son we Bron and Bronny
Take him out the 12 like we goin' to brunch
Try to run up my corn like I'm f*ckin' with sunny
And she only get sunny when we go out to lunch
Fillin' up Glocks and we talkin' 'bout shots
And we slammin' on opps and we talkin' 'bout dunks
I ain't fittin' in college, just ballin' too hard
You my son and I do this shit when I want

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