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BRICKS IN THE BUNGALOW
by Jenx2

Intro
Get what I want and I won't wait
Work too damn hard, bitch, I got a full plate
Too much guap stacked up, got a full safe
You ain't got no do-
Get what I want and I won't wait
Work too damn hard, bitch, I got a full plate
Too much guap stacked up, got a full safe
You ain't got no do-
Yeah, yeah
Ay, ay, ay, ay
Woah, woah, woah, woah, woah
Ay, ay, ay, bitch, ay

Verse 1
I got two 911's in my pocket, fucking
I got two blunts, smoke 'em, then I lay in bed and I rot
Two magazines on my body sending 9 shots
What do I got?
I got bricks in the bungalow, finna send a pack out
Pockets too fat, can't move, bitch, I'm maxed out
Mad dog, mad money, living in a mad house
Bitch, I always knew you wouldn't make it, bitch I had doubts
That boy sent 'bout 700 for that last ounce
That boy missing every shot, I think he tabbed out
'Bout 100k that's in the stash now
'Boutta smoke a pack and then I pass out

Verse 2
Don't give a fuck, got a beam and it's tucked, like my wallet inside of my pocket, you're folding
I'm too obsessed with the racks that I got, bitch, need me a fix of the money I'm holding
I gotta get all the weed in my pocket, I'm buying the store, like I'm buying the whole thing
I heard he tryna talk sweet on the mob, we pull up to his spot and we had him run, bolting

Chorus
Get what I want and I won't wait
Work too damn hard, bitch, I got a full plate
Too much guap stacked up, got a full safe, ay
You ain't got no dough, you ain't pull weight, ay
I got a chop and it shoot straight, ay
I got a cup of the D'ussé, ay
I make the world look like doomsday, ay
I make 'em spill out Kool-Aid, ay
Everyone trying to do what I do, but I do it too easy, a cool way, ay
I'ma keep doing my own thing, I'm working too hard and I don't care what you say, ay
He tryna beef but he missing, they reading his name on the mother fucking news day
Talk to your bitch, she tryna fuck, I told that hoe back, touché

Verse 3
Hold on let me switch the rhyme scheme
Make this bitch look like a crime scene
I'm always on perfect timing
Big truck with the high beams
Up now, now they like me
Intervals, smoking lightning
I promise I'm not a hypebeast
I think the Louis V like me

Verse 4
When I put the barrel up, better duck low
Steady getting to the green, got a truck load
Hate me but I never give a fuck though
You ain't ever gonna catch me up close
12x, got a new scope
I don't need a red dot, I don't use those
Bitch, I been a Great Dane, you a Poodle
Bitch, fuck you, I ain't giving out kudos

Outro
By the way, I don't trap at all
This is just for Schedule I, it's kind of just a meme
I've been playing it a lot recentlyThis is a KARMAMØB radio exclusive  


    

Song: BRICKS IN THE BUNGALOW

Artist: Jenx2

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