Brianna (PB) - Rack City Freestyle
[Verse 1]New girl, hot mommaFast money, NASCARClean record, flawlessRaw shit, no scarsI am authentic, I am not with the copy swagEveryday poppin' tags, ridin' with the (....)Cute face but the attitude meanYou should bad, bitch, my high self esteem, BriOn the way, with a degreeLike (....), to run that dumb shit by meI'm boss, if it's mine I spend itNo I can't date you, out-dated with the fittedSpaz if you wanna, I'mma snapback on herSince you're coppin' bottles all I see is a CoronaI am her, Ms. Perry if you ask meBall like Mike, Ms. Perry if you're nastyTuition flow, doe, be on classyBlack bag, all competition, trashyRack, Rack City, say I'm (....)I'm above the law, and I'm livin' by DaVinciI buy the buck sun dress, but never buy the biddyNever by the biddy when your chick is go gettyWatchin' J Fiddy Fiddy, ever since I was a kiddyAnd I knew that I would make it cause the hustle is just in meAnd these rappers all actors, man, they needa' get some Emmmy'sAnd these dudes takin' shots, I think I better grab my semi, POWYou on my old line, I got a new phoneAnd everything I rap about, I mean I do own3 years salary, perform one songDope flow, Bri songProbably just skiin' in my beach home, probably got Marilyn Monroe as your ringtoneB Class eras, hold the keys to the kingdomTalk about nothin', man they rap for no reasonMe in Miami, walk around like I'm freezingLookin' at my back, think it's fat, think it's Big SeanBreezy like Chris, like Bosh, be a big shotAnd I a'int end the verse, like an NBA Lockout
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