“BRACES” is the title of the single released by rapper Cochise on July 11, 2025.
The song was first previewed on X (formerly Twitter) on June 25, 2025. After getting such a great reaction from fans, Cochise mentioned that the track wasn’t even finished at the time. He later completed it, and by Jul...
[Chorus]
Yeah, mi keep mi gun tucked
Batty too fat, mek mi neck wan bruck
Four or five gyal inna di all black—
Four or five gyal inna di all black truck
Shawty try to talk to me, I said, "Ya outta luck" (Luck)
One wrong move and the bitch getting cut
Fall out 'bout a ho, I told this nigga tighten up (Up)
Nigga said he 'bout it, man, I might go call your bluff (Bluff)
[Post-Chorus]
Real bad man tell the gyal want cuff (Cuff)
Gyal wan' ride pon the magic school bus (Bus)
Say she wan' ride pon the wave like Brush
Said me hood big like an elephant
Pop out swole, pop up out the storm, talkin' stacks
I saw tunnel vision, I got money on my map
I can put it on myself, don't need no stylist
Before I date you, babe, I better know your mileage
(Yeah I need it)
[Verse]
A hundred in a week
They be lookin' at me
Got four hundred for tees (Ayy, yuh)
Shot four hundred on the tee
My mama like what's wrong with me
I don't even know why I got these diamonds all on me
I don't even know, got fourteen hundred bitch on me
I don't even know got fourteen hundred for the sleeve
Hundred, hundred, hundred, hundred, hundred
Hundred racks, racks
All up on my back, tell that nigga get back, check
Had I got the strap, put it right at his head
Nigga fuckin' talking crazy, hackin' bullshit
[Chorus]
Yeah, mi keep mi gun tucked
Batty too fat, mek mi neck wan bruck
Four or five gyal inna di all black—
Four or five gyal inna di all black—
Four or five gyal inna di all black—
Four or five gyal inna di all black truck
Shawty try to talk to me, I said, "Ya outta luck" (Luck)
One wrong move and the bitch getting cut
Fall out 'bout a ho, I told this nigga tighten up (Up)
Nigga said he 'bout it, man, I might go call your bluff (Bluff)
[Post-Chorus]
Real bad man tell the gyal want cuff (Cuff)
Gyal wan' ride pon the magic school bus (Bus)
Says she wan' ride pon the wave like Brush
Said me hood big like an elephant
Pop out swole, pop up out the storm, talkin' stacks (Stacks)
I saw tunnel vision, I got money on my map
I can put it on myself, don't need no stylist
Before I date you, babe, I better know your mileage
(Yeah I need it)