Correction Lyrics Bugatti Brakes by Vic Spencer

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Lyrics

Son
Look at my Johnny
He wanted it to be me but he forgot about Johnny
I’ll get you for this you black rat
If they hang me I’ll get you for it

One time, so many things at one time you see
I haven’t sorted them out
I have a whole bag of things that I’m trying to work through
And get to one [?] you know

Y’all getting ready to put y’all up on something man
Had to hit the brakes on y’all n***as like

Slick talker, watch your dame she a walker
Weak pimp spotted, moment wasn’t awkward
Hennesey all on my breath, I been scheming
Gotta take him off of here, Willie Green him
Wolf in thе hallways, rowdy all f**king day
Swishers getting burned to thе mother f**king face
Got a safe, illegal tender
O’Bannon, old cannons stuffed down on Crandon
Had your chick dug out, I do damage
Light up some weed, you can smell my gas n***a
I even get manual checkups for my mask n***a
While I f**king thrash n***a
Cause y’all be calling, the b*t*hes be calling
Got to maintain
Show discipline n***a, call it Styles P
I be wishing a niga come and clown me
Don’t be looking around, it’s going down G
Pump your brakes, no rebate
N***as finna eat face, ten toes down like Jada
No getaway
(Had to put the brakes on you n***as like-)
Like whoah
And I have to shake it on y’all n***as
Night rider in the dark with a typewriter
I hold the mic device real tight and I might snipe ya
Soon as I get highed I get in the mode
Scratch rappers off my sh*t lists, I spit like commodes
Send baby to the store, tell her keep the change
Keep the price the same as the wax that relieve the pain
Bumping Coultrain while eating Lo Mein
Off Seymore and Liberty, track number 4 man
Old as sh*t, still watch reruns of soul train
Really get inspired ‘til I’m sitting on a gold plane
Pickedup my n***a crack, you think the cocaine
N***a got a lot of drive, 24 lanes

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