Me Important - Bris

Me Important

Bris

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Ayy, ayy, ayy

I get that re-up, hit my plug, and go and buy it all

Poppin' Percs like they Tylenol

Enough bricks in this trap to make a China wall

I've been savin' for a Rollie, 'cause it's time to ball

I'm Lil Bris, when they see me, they be stale-faced

You look like a attorney beat the shell case

I've been runnin' to a bag, and it's a snail race

Felt like a iPhone in that cell, tryna jailbreak

Metal hangin' out, like a door knob

We don't fuck with you, 'cause you support opps

We gon' ring his bell, let that torch knock

Free my niggas out that pen, they got that door locked

Got me on this GPS, hoe I'm like, "Fuck parole"

I invent the sucka code, he did a sucka roll

All that drivin' hella weird, got us clutchin' pole

Yeah, you'll probably get a pass if you fuck wit' bro

I ain't talkin' 'bout no shoes when these K swish

Duck low, you see that drake lift, aye

Face shot, he caught a face lift

I ain't been on vacation but I take trips, aye

Lil Bris, they say, 'Me Important'

At yo' door in all black, like you meet a Mormon

She thought that I was ballin' when she seen the Jordans

Pull up and make you duck like that team in Oregon

I get that re-up, hit my plug, and go and buy it all

Poppin' Percs like they Tylenol

Enough bricks in this trap to make a China wall

I've been savin' for a Rollie, 'cause it's time to ball

I'm Lil Bris, when they see me, they be stale-faced

You look like a attorney beat the shell case

I've been runnin' to a bag, and it's a snail race

Felt like a iPhone in that cell, tryna jailbreak

Aye, yeah, I get the work for cheap, my name is coupon

Catch me on top of cheese like a crouton

Call me heartbreak king, I feel like Kool John

This choppa sit you down, and fold up just like a futon

Aye, why is niggas havin' trouble findin' me?

I need that Rollie 'cause it's time to eat

Squeeze my cuttie, I ain't 'bout it B

It ain't no show, I blow this pole and you Duck Dynasty, they wolfin' on me

Can y'all stop yappin' gums?

I'm really from the slums, where niggas pack a drum

'Cause I remember times when not havin' none

Shootie Young gon' be surprised if he have a gun

Gangsters move in silence, so I don't talk much

I had to get that bag, and go and boss up

We ain't gonna do that internet, we gon' off blood

If you catch a sucka, put a hole in one, with this soft clutch

I get that re-up, hit my plug, and go and buy it all

Poppin' Percs like they Tylenol

Enough bricks in this trap to make a China wall

I've been savin' for a Rollie, 'cause it's time to ball

I'm Lil Bris, when they see me, they be stale-faced

You look like a attorney beat the shell case

I've been runnin' to a bag, and it's a snail race

Felt like a iPhone in that cell, tryna jailbreak

- It's already the end -