Brush Em – Rah Swish (feat. Pop Smoke)

Broakie, Broakie
9 shots in the Ruger, I step on the court they like, “Watch the shooter”
Look, Big 092MLBOA
This is a Melo beat
Traphouse Mob

GQ, you got a gun, nigga, gun, nigga, me too
Birdy go what, birdy go back out, birdy go
Brush ’em
Look, birdy go, birdy go rrh
Diggin’ that Louie bag, Louie bag, nigga diggin’ that bag
Duff ’em
Birdy go back out, cut ’em
Birdy go woo, I bet man gon’ shoot
Said I’m big 092, know that I’m woo
Don’t come to my block, we gon’ give ’em the boot
I keep me a Glock, shoot out the roof
Two 38’s, three 22’s

Big NBA, we did it first, watch what you say
You could get hurt
Fuck all my opps, they get it worst
My bitch got a chop, shit in the purse
Pull up on Rex, don’t even trip
If I call Stretch, empty the clip
Those not my opps, free Thano Brim
The fuck is a naughty, nigga a snitch
They’ll get put on a shirt, watch niggas lurk
I keep a Glock, when I’m in church
Spin through your block, step on the clutch
Hit that boy up, then I reverse
Birdy got locked for the choppa [?]
My straps gotta go get a fifth one
I be fuckin on opp bitches kick ’em and pass ’em
Yo, Pop, it’s too many to pick from
Uh, say that I’ll call a ape for a Maybach
I’m 823, I get straight cash
If you got that work, I’mma take that
We pull up to houses and baby showers
Woo from the floss, we don’t play with ours
You won’t ever catch me broad day without it
GDK and I don’t even play about it
Uh, uh, day, day, how you screaming through mega like may-day
Who the fuck are you talking to, crazy
If you don’t want no beef, nigga, pay me
The fuck is these niggas gon’ get back (Traphouse Mob)
Took a flight to LA, got they shit wacked
Take all the breesh, I got big packs
Shoot through the V make ’em sit back
Uh, rumple, step on the field watch ’em crumble
I’m so drip, like I stepped in a puddle
I back out and hit you and your uncle
Window down, let the semi spit
40 Glock with a 50 clip
Get the addy, then I get ’em hit
Had to shoot a nigga for a mixy bitch
Uh, Treesha, shorty wan’ suck on my nina
I pull up like ace in a finas
I leave her shit wet, Aquafina
And I got that pussy on Fiji
If you got a gun, come and meet me
Breesh spending, pull up in like three V’s
Opp Treesha, she dyin’ to eat me
I don’t talk to niggas, I don’t play with niggas
Got a bad bitch that’ll tase a nigga
Stone cold, blue flag, 09 to the A, nigga
Woo back (Traphouse Mob)

Uh, the fuck wrong with dem pussy boy dem, eh
I’m Talkin bout bumbaclot Rah Swish and Pop Smoke, eh
What da mean, eh
Tell em pussy, “Go a suck ya motha”
Go suck ya motha!