Brazilia

[Intro: Big Ant Dog]
Yeah, Brasilia
She wanna- (Uh)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (MAD, you know you never stop)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

[Chorus: Big Ant Dog & Row]
Brasila, Brasilia, Brasila, Brasilia
Brasila, Brasilia, Brasila, Brasilia
Brasila, Brasilia, Brasila, Brasilia
Brasila, Brasilia, Brasila, Brasilia (Yeah)

[Verse 1: Row]
Brazil-e, I take a milly, then I'm gone off the pilly
I just pop me a millie, what the fuck y'all got goin' on (Uh)
Brazil-e, a cilly, a pilly, I don't even know what I'm sayin', I just go insane in the brain, in the brain
What you know 'bout this?, too much [?], in the quick slow motion
Brazil-e, Brazil-e, Brazil-e (Uh), what y'all know 'bout Italy (Yeah)
In Brazil-e I take a milly, I pop a pill, then I'm off the zit (Uh)
Xans and shit, and I'm goin' on private flights if I want to bitch
Whole thing I'm freestylin' and shit

[Chorus: Big Ant Dog & Row]
Brasila, Brasilia, Brasila, Brasilia
Brasila, Brasilia, Brasila, Brasilia
Brasila, Brasilia, Brasila, Brasilia
Brasila, Brasilia, Brasila, Brasilia (Yeah)

[Verse 2: Row]
Brazil-e, yuh, I'm like Messi, I got goat horns in my brain
Fuck [?], I support Ronaldo, but ayy (Yeah, yeah)
Shout out to Brazil, though, oh mane, Neymar gettin' the goals, motherfucker hit it every day
Ayy, shout out to motherfuckin' Messi, pass it back to me
Oh shit, I pass it to Big Ant Dog (Ayy)

[Chorus: Big Ant Dog]
Brasila, Brasilia, Brasila, Brasilia
Brasila, Brasilia, Brasila, Brasilia
Brasila, Brasilia, Brasila, Brasilia
Brasila, Brasilia, Brasila, Brasilia

[Verse 3: Row & Big Ant Dog]
Yeah, Brazil and Jay, whatcha' mean?
I be puttin' my pen game to the paper (And Big Ant Dog is on this shit)
I don't know if you know what I mean (Anto gettin' lit)
And Big Ant Dog talkin' over me (And I'm fuckin' on your bitch)
I just sent my verse in and if you need a shout out (Uh, uh, uh, uh)
Call on me, and 2+9, the fuck you mean?
Be in yo' random shape, and y'all still listenin' ayy
Fuck you mean?, I'm the next Kanye

[Outro: WillCallerosYT]
From the streets to the stage, we bring the heat, no doubt
Gotta watch your back, 'cause the opps always lurkin' about
Movin' in silence, we move like a shadow in the night
Stay strapped, ready to blast, we ain't afraid to fight
Drillin' through the beats, we bring the raw and the gritty
Every bar hits hard, leave 'em shook in the city
We rep the block, the hood, where the struggle is real
Survival of the fittest, we grindin' for the deal
No time for fakes