Brace

Who is you, who is you
Walked in with that stick in my pocket I let it boom
Huh? Who is you, who is you
Boy, you best not get out yo body you ain't no goon

Wait
Put the pussy on a plate
Beat the boy till he break
Cut the head off the snake

Brace, brace
Hit 'em we ain't leave a trace
One clip, no mistakes
There ain't no retakes

Free Slice out the slammer, hold down like an anchor, he out he get banned up
Yea I can talk wit some manners, but I'm a real gangsta, I always been a stand-up
Boy you a broke get ya bands up, and before you go and post, pick ya mans up

Talkin' all that shit on the internet boy

Yeah, we been wit it, clip on pippin, screamin' out fuck a piglet
Fuck my image, Henny sippin', clips like I work at Vixen
South boy Pimpin, ain't no simpin', but I really love my women
Yeah, we got bales, trees on sale, check in the mail a million

Bitch I'm shining
Head to toe in designer
22 big-timer
Hellcats in a lineup
Yeah, yeah
I'm my own empire
Paid for his head through wire
Choppa gon sign like choir

Who is you, who is you
Walked in with that stick in my pocket I let it boom
Huh? Who is you, who is you
Boy you best not get out yo body you ain't no goon

Wait
Put the pussy on a plate
Beat the boy till he break
Cut the head off the snake

Brace, brace
Hit 'em we ain't leave a trace
One clip, no mistakes
There ain't no retakes