Jackboy Brat Lyrics

[Intro]
Oh my God, Ronny

[Chorus: Jackboy]
My lil' bitch a brat (Brat), I hate how she acts (Ayy)
But she got my back (Brat, yeah), she gon' hold my strap (Strap, yeah)
She gon' hold it down (Down, yeah)
I don't gotta be around ('Round here)
She don't f*ck around with clowns (Clowns, yeah)
Only love a real nigga style (Style, ayy)
Girl, I love your style, oh don't drive me wild (Ayy, ayy)
Oh, gonna dick you down (Ayy, ayy), oh f*ckin' on the ground (Ayy, yeah)
Girl, I love your smile (Ayy, ayy), you deserve my child (Yeah)
Oh, gonna dick you down (Yeah), oh f*ckin' on the ground (Ayy, yeah)

[Verse 1: Dreezy]
Smart mouth but got dumb ass, with a pretty fragrance in the stink, wow (Uhu)
Big dog, if that nigga bank roll bounce then you know I'm skatin' off (Skrrt)
Brown skin with a yellow bone, givin' Naomi Campbell & Kate Moss (Bad)
I don't f*ck around with safe niggas unlеss you tryna show me to the bank vault (Money?)
Hе know I'm a brat if he need me
I get what I want but I ain't needy (Uhu)
I made him dress in all Palm Angels, he better ride in a demon (Savage)
If he duckin' them people we love in them beamer, I fly to a spot where it's breezy (We gone)
Coulda got it with any lil' bitch that he wanted, but he know they ain't f*ckin' with Dreezy

[Chorus: Jackboy]
My lil' bitch a brat (Brat), I hate how she acts (Ayy)
But she got my back (Brat, yeah), she gon' hold my strap (Strap, yeah)
She gon' hold it down (Down, yeah)
I don't gotta be around ('Round here)
She don't f*ck around with clowns (Clowns, yeah)
Only love a real nigga style (Style, ayy)
Girl, I love your style, oh don't drive me wild (Ayy, ayy)
Oh, gonna dick you down (Ayy, ayy), oh f*ckin' on the ground (Ayy, yeah)
Girl, I love your smile (Ayy, ayy), you deserve my child (Yeah)
Oh, gonna dick you down (Yeah), oh f*ckin' on the ground (Ayy, yeah)

[Verse 2: Tokyo Jetz]
Hey now, his lil' bitch a brat
Face to the critter, won't f*ck her from the back
Love how I ride it, and when he inside me, he asked what I wanted
I tell him, “Surpise me,” aye
Make one call, she comin' I ain't reminding a nigga 'bout nothing
Brand new body, ain't got no bodies
Brand new car came with no milage
Make shit happen, he sponsor for me
No he adore me, he coppin' for me
When we'll be f*ckin', I f*ck him to sleep
[?] when I'm suckin', do somethin' to me
Just how I'm comin', eh
One night in here made him runnin'
And [?]
He take me shoppin' and get in my stomach, aye

[Chorus: Jackboy]
My lil' bitch a brat (Brat), I hate how she acts (Ayy)
But she got my back (Brat, yeah), she gon' hold my strap (Strap, yeah)
She gon' hold it down (Down, yeah)
I don't gotta be around ('Round here)
She don't f*ck around with clowns (Clowns, yeah)
Only love a real nigga style (Style, ayy)
Girl, I love your style, oh don't drive me wild (Ayy, ayy)
Oh, gonna dick you down (Ayy, ayy), oh f*ckin' on the ground (Ayy, yeah)
Girl, I love your smile (Ayy, ayy), you deserve my child (Yeah)
Oh, gonna dick you down (Yeah), oh f*ckin' on the ground (Ayy, yeah)

[Verse 3: Jackboy]
[?]
[?]
She done ran off with the pack
[?] where I was at
Now I'm ballin' with the bricks like Sheck
f*ck karma, I got a dirty gat
And I'm still with it on my lap
See yo' p*ssy nigga he get lit
Why the f*ck does she say [?]
p*ssy wet, I'ma eat up the [?]
f*ck all night, I don't keep out the [?]
[?] she push on my chest
How she f*ckin', she deserve a cheque
That's the guy, I link up the sweat
Other guy that beat up her back
When she ride, I give 'em respect

[Chorus: Jackboy]
My lil' bitch a brat (Brat), I hate how she acts (Ayy)
But she got my back (Brat, yeah), she gon' hold my strap (Strap, yeah)
She gon' hold it down (Down, yeah)
I don't gotta be around ('Round here)
She don't f*ck around with clowns (Clowns, yeah)
Only love a real nigga style (Style, ayy)
Girl, I love your style, oh don't drive me wild (Ayy, ayy)
Oh, gonna dick you down (Ayy, ayy), oh f*ckin' on the ground (Ayy, yeah)
Girl, I love your smile (Ayy, ayy), you deserve my child (Yeah)
Oh, gonna dick you down (Yeah), oh f*ckin' on the ground (Ayy, yeah)