Letras
Brodie Macck man
Ain't no competition that I see
I'm really going the hardest
It don't matter what I put on my feet
I know I'm stepping regardless
You can brag about whatever you did
Who really did it the smartest
No, Brodie Macck not a rapper
I'm Brodie Picasso, the Artist
He cappin' for nicks call him Colin
Throw that cap rap in the garbage
I stay in my lane but they know I'm a finisher, I'm not the one that's gon' start it
Used to pull up in Grams' Nissan, no key just push to start it
I got the rock, who gon' guard it
Step back, fadeaway like I'm Harden
They tried to foul, I was charging
Step back, fadeaway I don't bargain
Having drip by the pair but no Bartlett
They ain't want us in here had to barge in
Since we speaking on drip need a faucet
While you're at it just quit need to forfeit
So much pounds came equipped with a forklift
I ain't write this you copy and forge it
They nothing like me I'm just being honest
Having confidence but keep it modest
That's all natural there she a Goddess
Threw it back she know she outta pocket
I'll be back gotta make a deposit
After that, I gotta go and make profit
I get to it you know I'm not with the nonsense
I just want my money spread like it's condiments
Ain't no competition that I see
I'm really going the hardest
It don't matter what I put on my feet
I know I'm stepping regardless
You can brag about whatever you did
Who really did it the smartest
No Brodie Macck not a rapper
I'm Brodie Picasso, the artist
He cappin' for nicks call him Colin
Throw that cap rap in the garbage
I stay in my lane but they know I'm a finisher, I'm not the one that's gon' start it
Used to pull up in Grams' Nissan, no key just push to start it
I got the rock, who gon' guard it
Step back, fadeaway like I'm Harden