Brickboydior – The One You Hate

Brickboydior – The One You Hate Lyrics

Artist: Brickboydior
Song: The One You Hate

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Grr, pow pow
Let’s go

Let’s go
Akachi on the beat lil b#tch
Pow pow pow
Pow pow pow

My dot red, just like clifford
Let’s go, yeah
Yeah it’s brick, the one that you hate (b#tch, b#tch)
Give me the beat and get ate like some steak

You ain’t ever had it hard, you ain’t move no way
I had just dropped the smith, finna go get the .8
Finna save i ain’t got no k
Just suck on the dick, i don’t go on no dates

Feel like picasso, i’ma paint on her face
On the way to that bed, first place in the race
Finna beat his #ss up like mayweathеr (b#tch)
Diamonds on me i be changing the wеather

Me and my b#tch finna f#ck her together
She fallin’ in love, she made me a header (yeah)
Just like killers, i earn my stripes
b#tch with a dick on a glock like a dyke (uh huh)

Set his #ss up, that’s a b#tch that i like
Top ten, number one, b#tch that’s right
And these p#ssies don’t mind (huh, yeah)
When i pull up on the scene, bet that choppa get to jumpin’

I’m a young rich jit, turn nothing into something
Fell in love with this sh#t, like mcdonalds, i love it
Finna go get the stick, go get the chop (b#tch)
Air out the street, air out the block (b#tch)

Hunnid round drum, air out the glock
Use the whole brain, choppa then talk (let’s go)
In every city my name ringing bells
Air out the glock and then pick up the shells

Came with the hammer, i’m ready to nail
That b#tch #ss fell like a motherf#cking well (uh)
Pray for the worst, pray for the best
Glock came with a reality check (b#tch)

Real hell boy, it’s ten on my neck
f#ck the fame, you want a big #ss check
Yeah it’s brick, the one that you hate (b#tch)
Give me the beat and get ate like some steak

You ain’t ever had it hard, you ain’t move no way
I had just dropped the smith, finna go get the .8
Finna save i ain’t got no k
Just suck on the dick, i don’t go on no dates

Feel like picasso, i’ma paint on her face
On the way to that bed, first place in the race (b#tch, yuh, look)
First place in the race i’ma motherf#cking sick ’em
My choppa eat n#gg#s, i’m hungry, no hippo

He hide like a monk, so i aim at his temple
My shorty so simple, put dick to her dimples
You pull up, i pop him for chips like some pringles
My b#tch {?}, so i need duolingo

Hyun jung with the stick so i feel like i’m ringo
Catch balls like a pimp, oh know he doing limbo (yeah)
She throwing it back into the catch like a running back (yeah, yeah)
Stick with a blade inside my pack, i’m a lumberjack (yeah)

n#gg#s ain’t safe, i’ma be at where you mama at (yeah)
Run in your place and spin your sh#t like a laundromat (uh)
Keeping it real, isn’t the vocal my real image?
I pull up at your village, and shoot up your whole business

And leaving in no witnesses, say there was no killing
Yeah i expect no differences (ha ha)
For real, rich now i feel like we made-it, mike-will
Buy it outright, don’t even look at my bill

Pop p#ss# #ss n#gg#, leave him like pills (yeah)
Tweaking, n#gg# get money so i {?} just like the weeknd
We might just take your top off like an impeachment
Hit your boy with the sawed off, and know he’s {?}

Yeah it’s brick, the one that you hate (b#tch)
Give me the beat and get ate like some steak
You ain’t ever had it hard, you ain’t move no way
I had just dropped the smith, finna go get the .8

Finna save i ain’t got no k
Just suck on the dick, i don’t go on no dates
Feel like picasso, i’ma paint on her face
On the way to that bed, first place in the race (b#tch)

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Release Year: 2022