Letra de Female YN flow - Bri3

Look, y'all know what the— goin' on

Look, look

Look, ayy, y'all know what the— goin' on

Mm, mm

B3 racks, B3 stacks, you know

Come on

Gotta tell 'em somethin', gotta let 'em know somethin'

Come on, look

Nigga, it's B3 racks

Nigga, it's B3 racks, it's B3 stacks

Nigga, I walk in your trap

Nigga, I walk in your trap and takeover your trap (Take it over)

Hey, what's up? Hey, how you doin'?

It's nice to formally meet you, we face to face (What's up)

Hey, what's up? hey, how you doin'?

It's nice to formally meet you, you facin' this Drac'

If I want it, I take

Nigga, this a drive-by shooting, they shoot through gates

Nigga, just put your hands up

Nigga, I'm settin' you up, you thought this was a date?

I don't really be into datin'

I really sit on her house, so I'm stalking and waiting

I really had to be patient

Nigga, this a one lady move, I ain't doin' no fakin'

Two wrongs don't make a right

But I ain't going for nothin', guess I'm just a girl

Nigga, I'm not even a dyke

Nigga, I'm not even gay and I'm takin' your girl

Nigga, I'm takin' your watch

I'm really uppin' my rank and you just gotta watch

Nigga, I'm takin' you down

Nigga, this a all red party, we paintin' the town

All over, I'm makin' my rounds

Nigga, I'm stealth and I'm quiet, I can't make a sound

I caught her, while she was lackin'

I caught her, while was lackin', bent her to the ground

She don't wanna drop in these waters

It really get that deep, she scared of the water

New person, I already fought her

Send your best hitter, send a lamb to the slaughter

Hit a U, then I'm bustin' this right

We get out of sight, so now I'm bustin' a left

The driver sent me on a quest

But I never stress, I do good in distress

They really say I'm the best

If you wanna test, come be my guest

I'll really creep on your block

You gon' hear a knock, you gon' know it was me (It was me)

I'll make her pick up her feet

They ask who the hottest and all signs point to B3

All signs point to Bri

I'ma bring up my team, it's no "I" in "we"

She don't wanna fight, she wanna talk

She really a fan, the opps crank me on her aux

Been the baddest since I could walk

I was playin' with flows, while you was still playin' with chalk

If she 'round me, she a ten

All I got is day ones, do it look like I need a new friend?

I'm really testin' my skills, they all on my body 'cause I'm really pushin' my pen

I gotta stay on ten

She wanted more rounds and she got whooped again

I really came from the dirt

Leg shot, dead shot, everybody head on a shirt

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