Pirelli

(Brian Spirit)

Bro got the star on the back, one tap and he's always ready
Automatic with a switch on guard, bro done with a semi
Sticky pussy, all I see is pink, now it look like jelly
Sticky tires on the coupe and the truck, and they're both Pirelli

Skr, skr so scary
Shopping bags, she went Hermy
Saint Laurent on the Birky
Off the shits, it get blurry
Stary eyes in the pent, and broski's trial still pendin'
Broski's mum still carin', her son was dependant

The stars are far away, star gaze
She want a nigga that won't cause her heartbreak
These past days, I been mixin' love and paint
I been fuckin' her with love, it's kind of strange, yeah
They need their fashion tips from me, I was one of the first to do it
I thought I was better off with you, my baby, I was worse with
You said you did the dirty on scene, then you better burst the witness
Inside black, white interior, I'm goin' Hershey with it
I went strategic, I went quiet, had to just preach it
Niggas hatin' and discussin' still wanna get even
She can't believe it, my diamonds make her seasick
Half a M on cars, and every single on key less

Bro got the star on the back, one tap and he's always ready
Automatic with a switch on guard, bro done with a semi
Sticky pussy, all I see is pink, now it look like jelly
Sticky tires on the coupe and the truck, and they're both Pirelli

Skr, skr so scary
Shopping bags, she went Hermy
Saint Laurent on the Birky
Off the shits, it get blurry
Stary eyes in the pent, and broski's trial still pendin'
Broski's mum still carin', her son was dependant

My neighbour said, "Can I have a word," I said, "Of course" (yeah)
She said, "You're the only person on this road who ain't got no horse" (huh)
Must've not seen the Lamborghini, must've not seen the Porsche (huh)
Must've not seen the stallion that walks in and out my doors
Bitch, picture this, me and bro from the rapper to the trapper, who done thought? (Who done thought?)
Finna trap with the cats, know it's O2, back to back, pop courts (mhm)
Every day's a blessing, above the ground 'til I'm in the morgue ('til I'm in the morgue)
I'm gonna keep winnin' and drownin', all these haters show no remorse (ski)
She give me good brain, she a dork
Still, no pork on my fork
If she don't wanna fuck, I won't force
Bro put spinners and dingers on go, go, ling 'em and bring out the forks (yeah)
She said, "If you care, then you make time"
Puppy eyes on FaceTime (yeah)
I told her, "Greatness takes time"
I ain't waitin' 'round for no wish, I go make mine

Bro got the star on the back, one tap and he's always ready
Automatic with a switch on guard, bro done with a semi
Sticky pussy, all I see is pink, now it look like jelly
Sticky tires on the coupe and the truck, and they're both Pirelli

Skr, skr so scary
Shopping bags, she went Hermy
Saint Laurent on the Birky
Off the shits, it get blurry
Stary eyes in the pent, and broski's trial still pendin'
Broski's mum still carin', her son was dependant