BRADDA BRADDA Songtext
von Pertinence

No, you′re not invincible like me
Cause you don't have Spiderman costume
Like me
Nope


I′m the world's best tío
Fuck your auntie's meatloaf
My nieces listen to Uncle Perty
On the radio
Mama called to tell me
That she loved the new video
And all the homies seem to
Really dig the new material
Paid for doing nothing out in Phoenix
Bradley Beal
Looking at some acres
Like I′m really in the field
Fuck a Topo Chico
Tryna keep my mental still
And my papa said he proud
So it′s impossible to fail

Reach out my hand
Get bit
I come back tougher
Y'all ain′t been to the crib
Don't know my mother
I don′t owe y'all shit
Not now or ever
Ain′t no bradda bradda
We ain't grow up together
Like
Reach out my hand
Get bit
I come back tougher
Y'all ain′t been to the crib
Don′t know my mother
I don't owe y′all shit
Not now or ever
Ain't no bradda bradda
We ain′t grow up together


Oh, word?
You're my second cousin′s babysitter's niece
Oh, word?
You're my little brother′s teacher in P.E.
Oh, word?
You′re my ex's baby daddy′s side piece
Unless you brought her fine ass with ya
You ain't getting none from me
Oh, really?
So you always knew I′d make it, huh?
Yeah, me too
That's the reason that I made it, dawg
You ain′t adding nothing
So don't count on me to save ya
Heard you think I crossed the line
Well, it's a good thing we ain′t neighbors then
I better never hear ya call me
C-O-L-L-I-N
Like, I could call y′all bradda
But then I'd just be L-Y-I-N
Don′t mistake my kindness
For any kind of invite
I don't got time for new connections
I prefer to stick to LAN
The train has left the station
The platform elevated
I told ya I was sick, boy
Now my shit contagious
Pucker up to me
Grown men salivating
End of the conversation
How you think I got so jaded?
Dawg I

Reach out my hand
Get bit
I come back tougher
Y′all ain't been to the crib
Don′t know my mother
I don't owe y'all shit
Not now or ever
Ain′t no bradda bradda
We ain′t grow up together
Like
Reach out my hand
Get bit
I come back tougher
Y'all ain′t been to the crib
Don't know my mother
I don′t owe y'all shit
Not now or ever
Ain′t no bradda bradda
We ain't grow up together

And I thought to myself
This is talent
I gotta stick around this guy
Like I said
I promise this is going somewhere
Um
He leads by example
He looks out for the people he loves
And every single time you need him
He shows up for you
He's independently minded
Could care less about what
Anybody thought of him
He′s determined
Headstrong
And a little stubborn
But in all the best ways
Him and I have been through
Just about everything two buddies
Can be through
The Ups, the downs
Everything in between
Ill wrap it up, Ill wrap it up
Im sorry

Reach out my hand
Get bit
I come back tougher
Y′all ain't been to the crib
Don′t know my mother
I don't owe y′all shit
Not now or ever
Ain't no bradda bradda
We ain′t grow up together
Like
Reach out my hand
Get bit
I come back tougher
Y'all ain't been to the crib
Don′t know my mother
I don′t owe y'all shit
Not now or ever
Ain′t no bradda bradda
We ain't grow up together
Like Reach out my hand
Get bit
I come back tougher
Y′all ain't been to the crib
Don′t know my mother
I don't owe y'all shit
Not now or ever
Ain′t no bradda bradda
We ain′t grow up together
Like
Reach out my hand
Get bit
I come back tougher
Y'all ain′t been to the crib
Don't know my mother
I don′t owe y'all shit
Not now or ever
Ain′t no bradda bradda
We ain't grow up together
Cmon
Like Yessuh
Like Yessuh
Like Yessuh