Bruuuh lyrics
J-J-J-JIDD-D-D-DD-D-D-D
D-D, d-d-damn, said I’m back againTo whoop ass, the blicka blast from the ratchet, manThe maddest, blackest lad in a savage landOf grab and dash and crash in your daddy’s van
D-D-D, d-d, bad as the most having-estMost swaggiest, braggy as never had anythingSo I’m mackin’ as if I never had shitEyes movin’ backwards, I could’ve hit a backflip
Check this, I ain’t never hustled for a necklaceTryna get the fam’ straight, get us out of debt, shitThat shit get testy, huh, I feel Dizzy GillespieIn the room packed, me, Carl, Izzy, and Precious
Out the womb, I was last, I’m the youngest of sevenBirthday same day as the reverend, birthday same day as the devilBlack lock like the pot and the kettleWreck shop, a monotonous fellowLick a shot for the niggas tryna stop the journeyJID pull up on a opp like, “What’s poppin’ Kermie?”Blocka blocka, operate, doctor, surgeryIVs, gurneys, shit bag, gone for eternity, hey
More the merrier, more to come murder me, heyClose the casket, common the courtesy, heyHeadshots too personal for a burglary, oohRed dots ’cause killers could close curtains meI done did wrong, someone send me up verticallyHorizontally, read me a passage from DeuteronomyAnything you can do to conquer the demon inside of meAny meaning the truth and the father, the spirit guided me
I can bleed in the booth and leave a tooth as a souvenir
For who was here, and if you hearing itYou know the spirit is imperative, imperative, imperialBlack man pyramid, the peer of men, jack man with the gatScratching off the serial, sack man, get the packMoney in the envelope, pissing down the urinal
Ass man in the strip club, tell her bend it overGon’ give it to her, she been working for it, heyYou gon’ make a nigga cop a Birkin for ya, heyYou the bomb, look, I got a turban for ya, baeBeat a nigga ’til he color purple for ya, babeI’ma murder for you, babe, 7:30 for ya, ay
Swervin’, swervin’, swervin’Skrrtin’, skrrtin’, skrrtin’, servin’, servin’, servin’Everything I done, it comes full circleWorkin’, workin’, workin’, workin’
I-I-I’m swervin’, swervin’, swervin’Skrrtin’, skrrtin’, skrrtin’, servin’, servin’, servin’Everything I done, it comes full circleWorkin’, workin’, workin’, workin’, workin’
Odd Toddler, murderer, Madara, monikerZeltron slither in, python, right onRight on queue, right Sun TzuKill you, vehicle swerves on you
Serves you right, you lose sight like demolishBreak it down, build it up then repolishLike toenails on Odell with shoe deals that never, ever go wellTake no Ls, ’cause I am not Noel
Bitch, the name’s Denzel
The flames exhale, my pants on brailleYou feel it? Similar to fish in a skilletHoоk and a line intertwined when I reel it like films
Movie groovy, jinkies, ScoobyVery spooky, soul is black as MooliesTalk like Pootie, I spit fire loogiesComin’ off the kufi with the blues, no Tookie
So many y’alls, I’m bored, there’s too many yawnsI got a lot of green, it’s too many lawnsI’m still hot ’til I set in the dawnUntil a nigga rockin’ Saint LaurentWe go together like Harry and RonTreat the microphone the same as a wandMagic maxi pad (ah, yeah)
Denzel lusts for blood, I grab the MACMade you half a man but not a Sag’Flow is ugly, time to bust a sagClint Eastwood, I killed the good and badOh my God, would you look at that? How to kill a egoJID and Zel, Scorpion to Sub-Zero
Swervin’, swervin’, swervin’Skrrtin’, skrrtin’, skrrtin’, servin’, servin’, servin’Everything I done, it comes full circleWorkin’, workin’, workin’, workin’
I-I-I’m swervin’, swervin’, swervin’Skrrtin’, skrrtin’, skrrtin’, servin’, servin’, servin’Everything I done, it comes full circleWorkin’, workin’, workin’, workin’, workin’