BruceBruce

[Verse 1]
I don’t fuck with niggas, 'cause niggas, they giving statements
If you ain’t my friend or family, know that you hit the pavement
Now I’m on a mission to get 'em like Kill Bill
Ice on my neck but Rizzo ain’t gon' chill
Trying to get them diamonds, I’m stacking and multiplying
Learning all the secrets, then disappear like I’m Mayan
Yo' niggas using you and I’m showing you, but you blind
Shit, you must deaf too, ain’t listening like I’m lying
I’ll cross a nigga up, I ain’t talking bout shootin' hoops
Skimmed you on the sack but I doubled and taxed 2
Earning my respect but I’m feeling it past due
Oh, you juggin' on the purp, I’m smoking gorilla glue
Aye nigga why on that fugazi fuck shit?
Them hollow tips kinda like a rose, we gon' pluck shit
Hate it when I’m high but I know she lovе dope dick
I gotta sip the syrup in the booth, 'causе my flow sick
Nigga

[Chorus]
I ain’t gonna argue with you niggas in my DMs
We gon' pull up, we gonna pull up with yo' BM
Lame mothafuckas wanna bark, all I’m seeing
Don’t have us pull up, 'cause I’m trippin, while I’m breathing
Chop-sui in the trunk, please don’t let it loose
I ain’t focused on the bitch and what her nigga do
I'ma tell her bring it here, baby let it loose
I’m tryna make my money look fat like it’s Bruce Bruce

[Verse 2]
15, me and Lifted bought a duce duce
I wasn’t tripping off this rappin', if I tell the truth
But ain’t no capping, lookie now, we locked in a room
Not talking 'bout a cell but these hits we selling 'em too
I ain’t tryna roll a wood, I’m callin' up Book
And if you rolling up, go make a beat, you know how we do
Nigga stop callin' on my phone, yo' baby she here
2014, I swore I was the pimp of the year
I spit that game, Mike Tyson, I’m biting yo' ear
I look myself right in the mirror, it’s you that I fear
I thought you knew I’m not the one that you should fuck with
Them niggas cross the line, then on my momma, we pulled up quick
Hit stick, do the Todd Gurley and run 'em over
Look me in the eye, when I’m taking like you supposed to
Aye, aye, like you supposed to
Look me in the eye, when I’m taking like you supposed to

[Chorus]
I ain’t gonna argue with you niggas in my DMs
We gon' pull up, we gonna pull up with yo' BM
Lame mothafuckas wanna bark, all I’m seeing
Don’t have us pull up, 'cause I’m trippin, while I’m breathing
Chop-sui in the trunk, please don’t let it loose
I ain’t focused on the bitch and what her nigga do
I'ma tell her bring it here, baby let it loose
I’m tryna make my money look fat like it’s Bruce Bruce