Brunches in Brooklyn

Yeah

It's J V N Y

Lusso Supply

We out here

Turn the studio to the kitchen

How we cooking

New Mob Records

It's brunches in Brooklyn

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I'm a

Heartbreaker

Nice guy

Art major

Parlayer

Night sky

Stargazer

Car racer

Dark side

Darth Vader

Card player

Royal Flush

Partaker

Bipolar

Cheapskate

High roller

I don't really fall in love

I just slide over

Shit is different

I been winning

Hitting women

From the bottom and the top

Like a inning, uhh

Yeah

Money changed

People they ain't been the same

Shit is wack

I can't lie

It's a little lame

Women blame

Me and I ain't did a thing

I'm with the gang

Big bloods

I don't even bang

I got em' walking on egg shells

I'm still the same person

With the same number

Since the Nextels

Yeah

They said that sex sells

I got some witches out in Jersey

Trying to curse me

With they best spells

She not demure

She demonic

She think she modest

But she acting like she really the hottest **

She think it's two thousand and five

In the club on her live

Incredible Hulk

Mixing Hennessy and hypnotic

Look

I'm really trying to

Give it all that I got

I want a helicopter

With the hella pad on the yacht

I want the good girls

And all the bad ones

And the thots

I want the money and the fame

And all the shit I ain't got, yo

Fuck ya'll

I really feel like i'm the best alive

I'm killing everything I touch

Like it's a genocide

Taurus gang

Big bully

But for now i'm on that Harvey Dent

Two face shit

Just like the Gemini's

I set aside

Enough bread

Just for getting by

Feel like i'm already dead

Living

Like Vanilla Sky

I'm not a jealous guy

I can't even tell a lie

Give this to my brother and my sister

If I ever die

I'm Top shotta

Bombata

Don Dadda

Godfather

Cold hearted

Not hotter

Why bother

No joking

No knock knocker

I could get even

With a odd jobber

I been on the road

Radio shows

Radio hosts know

Everywhere I go

Got radio flows

I ain't fucking with no more

Radio hoes

Get the picture

I could son you

Like baby photos

I been

Popping

Dropping

Hits

Getting locked in

Bad bitches from my city

With me when i'm shopping

I been on the go

No plan to start stopping

You can't flip shit like this

If your record sales flopping

Yeah I pull up to the PJ's

Fresh off of the PJ

In my PJ's

They be like

Damn you pushing P J

Money conversations

Talking business with the DJ's

Hit the race

And then I pass it to my homies

Like a relay

I'm really with the shits

Blicky on my hip

Smoke a trick

Rolling sticky in the spliff

I'm picky

With the women that i'm fucking

Always something with these hoes

But to me it isn't nothing

Yeah

Cause I been thinking a lot

Smoking good

These women got the kid

Drinking a lot

Sit in the spot

Popping shit

Still tipping a thot

While all these started from the bottom bitches

Giving the top

Said I been running through these women

Like the finish line **

Yeah

I eat the pussy

Like it's dinner time

I'm

Sipping wine with a baddie

Living in her mind **

Bout to cop a rollie

Cause my homie said to give it time

Nominated flows

Got me dominating hoes

I been obligated to violate

If you didn't know

I been intoxicated

For a week straight

But it's complicated

The weed make me overthink

Adderall

Keep me concentrated

I just need the right balance in life

Get the picture

And some quotes

For the captions I write

I'm really snapping

Like the thumb with the middle finger

Look at they reaction

When they hear the kid

That's blacking is white

I'm really Popular

Popping bottles **

I'm popping

Not a commoner

Ghostwriting

For the hoes fighting

In Calabria

Body and Sicily

You don't want it boy

I'll body ya

I'm John Gotti

With the tommy

I ain't gon' lie to ya

I do this for the family

For my dad

And all my uncles

Ti'amo

Lee taliano

Busting shots

Throwing knuckles

I grew up in the streets

Really give yo ass the beats

New Mob

Handshaking

While we kissing on the cheeks

Ah yeah

I got the motion

These bitches on me like lotion

I get em' wet like the ocean

I play the game

Like a token

I got the fix

If you broken

You better not leave me open

I really feel like the chosen one

Uh, yeah

Bitch i'm blowing em' out

Showing em' up

Fast forward

Then i'm slowing em' down

I said I don't need a beat

The beat need me

The voices in my head

Show me love

When i'm alone in the house

Yeah

Enough celebrating

I been meditating

—

The best of my generation

I'm setting all the records you never breaking

I'm all about I

Turn it upside down

And say the exclamation

Cause ya'll don't get the point yet

Yeah I really get the head and tail

Like a coin flip

They said life is like a movie

Got me feeling like a blooper

That's cause i'ma fuck the scene up

Every time i'm on set