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423 Lyrics by Brezden

Play This On The Aux

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[Intro]
Okay-okay, okay
Okay-okay, okay

[Verse]
Bitches keep on askin' where I'm from, that's the 423
Yo' bitch keep on sayin' you a bomb, so she notice me
Water on my body, like a ocean, river or a creek
Roll a Backwood up and then I'll smoke it, fall asleep I'm geeked
Forces like some coke, yeah, they all white, pure as hell
Fuck her all night, bitch, I'm charged up, Duracell
Prayin' through the night, my granny sayin' that's the cure to hell
But if I'm bein' honest, boy, that book a lil' fishy
We got that Scat Pack flyin', boy, we doin' one-sixty
I'm wit' your bitch and all her friends, finna smoke up a zippie
She pop a tag, hit a dab, she say shit gettin' trippy
I put two fingеrs in that-, uh, like the sign of a hippy
I rock Mike Amiri's skinniеs, bitch, I really get drippy
I took a whiff and she was fishy, told that bitch she was finished
I told that bitch I'm too P, I don't mean Mississippi
Her face so pretty I kiss her, and then I left it all sticky
Pockets fat like I'm Biggie, why I'm actin' so skimpy?
Bitch, I got racks inside my denim, why I'm dressin' so drippy?
We in the bathroom out in public, yo' bitch want it a quicky
She told me that you be the ass when you seen all them hickies
If you want smoke, don't run away, I'm gon' do you like Ricky
Pretty face, fat ass, with my bitches I'm picky
I ain't rockin' no Jimmy, in that pussy, I'm raw
Boy, you a clown, walk you down like the killer from [?]
Her coochie killer, and this water, think I'm watchin' some Jaws
I told her, "Move", we ain't fuckin', bitch, I'm watchin' the Hawks
I'm makin' hits, like two-hundred of 'em stacked in the fault
That bitch I freak, I told her leave, seen a [?]
Yeah, bitch, we only smokin' ceilin', super high like Goodyear blimp
You know that I'm really him, fuck her all, she got a limp
Yo' bitch say that I got five limbs: two arms and three legs
Bitch, we facin' eights, you got one gram, three [?]
Hey, I heard you sippin' green in the bay, you a cheese head
That bitch poppin' X, she tryna fuck, she a bean head
High as fuck, don't do my work in school, I don't need lead
She a throat G.O.A.T., don't use no hands, she got mean head
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About “423” by Brezden

Read the complete lyrics to "423" by Brezden from the album "Play This On The Aux". On Lyrks you can follow along with the full text, explore the artist's discography, and discover related songs. The track is often categorized under Rap.

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"423" appears on "Play This On The Aux".

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