[Intro: Brodie Fresh]
(Popular Stranger)
Lo Island
(AraabMuzik)
Yeah
[Verse 1: Brodie Fresh]
These niggas be chattin', well, let's get active, skippin' practice and still callin' game
Nigga, I'm brawn, these niggas Bronny James
From trappin' in the hallway to the Hall of Fame
Bulletproof the caddy, untucked all the chains
'Cause I got more to lose and they got all to gain (Haha)
Niggas be active's but can't get a scene
If I send 'em word, my shooters let it ring like telephones and wedding bling (Bah bah)
From servin' dope fiends thеy medicine
To tourin' out in Medеllín, Pops said that they gon' let us in
Yeah, park in any hoods, they feelin' buffy (Yeah)
I make sure to make my haters' bitches love me (That's right)
The view appears lovely
All I'm shake on the work, then do my Dougie
She be boxin' on this dick until it's gummy
Got Bodie on my feet, yeah, Brodie in these streets
I'm who they really fear
No co-signs, a nigga really here
It's only us, don't really do the pairs
Might tough? so deep that you need scuba gear
It's lame they can't maneuver here
They say I think that I'm the shit, manure, yeah
'Cause I got cows upon my land, cattle taxes how I'm movin', yeah
(Popular Stranger)
Lo Island
(AraabMuzik)
Yeah
[Verse 1: Brodie Fresh]
These niggas be chattin', well, let's get active, skippin' practice and still callin' game
Nigga, I'm brawn, these niggas Bronny James
From trappin' in the hallway to the Hall of Fame
Bulletproof the caddy, untucked all the chains
'Cause I got more to lose and they got all to gain (Haha)
Niggas be active's but can't get a scene
If I send 'em word, my shooters let it ring like telephones and wedding bling (Bah bah)
From servin' dope fiends thеy medicine
To tourin' out in Medеllín, Pops said that they gon' let us in
Yeah, park in any hoods, they feelin' buffy (Yeah)
I make sure to make my haters' bitches love me (That's right)
The view appears lovely
All I'm shake on the work, then do my Dougie
She be boxin' on this dick until it's gummy
Got Bodie on my feet, yeah, Brodie in these streets
I'm who they really fear
No co-signs, a nigga really here
It's only us, don't really do the pairs
Might tough? so deep that you need scuba gear
It's lame they can't maneuver here
They say I think that I'm the shit, manure, yeah
'Cause I got cows upon my land, cattle taxes how I'm movin', yeah
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