Released on March 29, 2021

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[Intro]

Bruiser Brigade!


[Verse]

Bottles of champagne, some shots, a few beers

I treat my dogs better than white people do theirs

Uh, I'm in the drop like a tear (Like a tear)

Uh, but the engine sound like a pick-up (A pick-up)

My roof can do a sit-up (A sit-up)

These hoes come out of nowhere, like they hiccups (Hiccups)

Uh, on fire, this is arson (This is arson)

Palm the nine, like Carson

Uh, I'm throwing ones like "She love me, she love me not" (She love me not)

Is she gon' fuck for the forty or do she want a lot?

Uh, what the fuck you mean? (Fuck you mean?)

I'm hand-to-hand, like three-fifteen (Like three-fifteen)

If you don't believe me, pick a different time (A different time)

Two-ten, or one-oh-five

Uh, you taking pictures with rats who shave they whiskers

Our guns sing like The Whispers

Uh, pull and peel, like Twizzlers

Eight-ball, side pocket, this is billiards

Uh, but everyday I ball, it's a rerun (A rerun)

I'm like LeBron, down three-one (Three-one)

Uh, big bank take little bank so don't get involved (Don't get involved)

I promise Giannis, you ain't got enough bucks to win it all

Nah, this the Bruiser, and we keep plenty (Keep plenty)

I'm synonymous with the white girl, ask Wendy

Uh, on the road with bowls

No money, just enough change to pay the tolls (Pay the tolls)

Long as my kids is straight (Kids is straight)

Two O's, like eight

Uh, but I'm swiping with the sleight of hand

Uh, I'm running up shit, like Spider-Man (Like Spider-Man)

Guns get drawn like diagrams

Uh, send shots straight through yo' diaphragm

Huh, I play with the stick, violin

Huh, I play with the stick, violin

Uh, but you can't Darelle 'em, unless you're Revis

I get nothing but head, Beavis

Uh, sell more white lines than Adidas (Than Adidas)

I'm Red Auerbach, you're Brad Stevens (Listen)

I spent enough to buy an apartment

Franklin's got blue lines like handicapped parking

Uh, but you can't trust him

Only got one homie, like In Living Color