Nineteen

[Intro: Brickboydior]
(Illa on da beat)
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Yeah

[Chorus: Brickboydior]
Pushed up in a motherfuckin' Benz, lookin' for the opps wit' the Glock 19 (Blick, blick)
I'on miss shit, I hit shit 'cause my lil' bitch got that beam
I'm really livin' this life, I'on care (I'on care), I remember them days when this was a dream
Don't play wit' me and my lil' bro, 'cause we gon' run them on for the green
Pushed up in a motherfuckin' Benz, lookin' for the opps wit' the Glock 19
I'on miss shit, I hit shit 'cause my lil' bitch got that beam
I'm really livin' this life, I'on care, I remember them days when this was a dream
Don't play wit' me and my lil' bro, 'cause we gon' run them on for the green

[Verse 1: Brickboydior]
Posted up with my crew
Bought a jet, we slide through
Put that shit behind you
Can't be on, what I do
Doin' on my own dough, owe you
Bitch tucked to me, just like glues
Smell those seeds, ride wit' that beans
Stuck on that act, and get off the lean
Say it's some green, it then must be a gold
Pipes comin' in, I got damned for the low
Bitch talkin' too much, I've been thinkin' her through
Don't worry about me, I'll legit finna blow
I just poured a four, poor, move her slow on a road
And I'm rich, that's all I know
Diamonds my neck, and yeah, that's a show
Yeah I'm nineteen with big racks, needa get myself in a County
You still nineteen, livin' at your mama crib, beggin that bitch for a lounge
I'm already livin' this life, I'on care
All you do is real, ain't been in no trial
Rest of my pocket, this stick on my lap
This bitch finna blow, explode
I already know it's gon swerve

[Bridge: Brickboydior and Lil Mosey]
I’m fascinated by them blue faces
Think I fell in love with Ben' Franklin
Old hunnids, I'on care 'bout ages
On your ass, that's money you wasted
Jump wit' the bands, I wanna be famous
Stripper bitches in my bed gettin' naked
Just hit a lick, jit can't be basic (Uh-oh-uh)

[Verse 2: Lil Mosey]
Big bands fill my pockets up (Racks)
I'm from the Northend, go crazy, yeah (Crazy)
Love my city, now I ran it up (Oh)
I do not fuck wit' you (No), you a lame, you was not one of us (You was not one of us)
Glock 23 wit' a beam (Beam), yeah
All my niggas just cliqued up (Blick, blick)
I know you watch me turn nothin' to somethin' (Somethin')
But really that shit wasn't nothin' (Nothin')
Hop in a Lamb' truck (Skrrt), me and my niggas we upto somethin' (Skrrt, skrrt)
Feel like I finally made it (Made), contemplated (Wow)
Think that now she cut you out, 'cause bitch you want easy replacement (Feel)
I got some mills (Mills), signed a whole another deal (Deal, no)
We speaking bag talk (Bag), run up on, ass get killed (Brrraaa)
Hop in 'Rari go zoom (Zoom), I'm wit' Brick and goons (Goons)
So high, I'm to the moon (Moon)
What should we do? (Uh)
Uh, yeah

[Chorus: Brickboydior]
Pushed up in a motherfuckin' Benz, lookin' for the opps wit' the Glock 19 (Blick, blick)
I'on miss shit, I hit shit 'cause my lil' bitch got that beam
I'm really livin' this life, I'on care (I'on care), I remember them days when this was a dream
Don't play wit' me and my lil' bro, 'cause we gon' run them on for the green
Pushed up in a motherfuckin' Benz, lookin' for the opps wit' the Glock 19
I'on miss shit, I hit shit 'cause my lil' bitch got that beam
I'm really livin' this life, I'on care, I remember them days when this was a dream
Don't play wit' me and my lil' bro, 'cause we gon' run them on for the green

[Outro]
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