YHL Bran - BISTRO Lyrics

(M-Marley get on bass)
Go
Let's go
Let's go
Smoking on runtz
Balling so hard my trunk in the front
Hitting homeruns ain't never gone bunt
Walking her down I'm fucking your aunt
Pull out these racks when I want to stunt
Do the whole dash like I'm in a rush
Pulled up to Bistro I wanted some brunch
All of these racks coming in by the bunch
All of these racks coming in by the bunch
All of these racks got your hoe want to hunch
Talking crazy choppa see him for lunch
I be trying to make a B in a month
I could whip the Bentley B if I want
Hotbox smoking three in a one
Lockboxes where we keeping them funds
Icebox I just spend it for fun
Dropping the top feel the breeze and the sun
Three hoes on me that's a three on a one
Vlone on me with the V I'm a don
Smoking on tree I got runtz in my lungs
Faced me a L this shit got me numb
Get bread by the loaf you still getting crumbs
Popping more shit than a hoe chewing gum
Smoking on runtz
Balling so hard my trunk in the front
Hitting homeruns ain't never gone bunt
Walking her down I'm fucking your aunt
Pull out these racks when I want to stunt
Do the whole dash like I'm in a rush
Pulled up to Bistro I wanted some brunch
All of these racks coming in by the bunch
Smoking on runtz
Balling so hard my trunk in the front
Hitting homeruns ain't never gone bunt
Walking her down I'm fucking your aunt
Pull out these racks when I want to stunt
Do the whole dash like I'm in a rush
Pulled up to Bistro I wanted some brunch
All of these racks coming in by the bunch
All of these racks coming in by the bunch
All of these racks stacking chips like some Pringles
Come get your hoe man she steady trying to mingle
Young nigga name ring more bells than a jingle
All of this water on me Aquafina
Rocking these stages selling out arenas
I'm balling and I'm strapped like Gilbert Arenas
Smoking on thrax it sent me to Venus
Nothing but hundreds she think I'm a genius
Trust and believe if I said it I mean it
Addicted to money I'm not getting it treated
That shit you just dropped you should've deleted
My money increasing your money depleted
He think we the same we no where near even
I'm balling year round I'm balling four seasons
Smoking on runtz
Balling so hard my trunk in the front
Hitting homeruns ain't never gone bunt
Walking her down I'm fucking your aunt
Pull out these racks when I want to stunt
Do the whole dash like I'm in a rush
Pulled up to Bistro I wanted some brunch
All of these racks coming in by the bunch

(M-Marley get on bass)
Go
Let's go
Let's go
Smoking on runtz
Balling so hard my trunk in the front
Hitting homeruns ain't never gone bunt
Walking her down I'm fucking your aunt
Pull out these racks when I want to stunt
Do the whole dash like I'm in a rush
Pulled up to Bistro I wanted some brunch
All of these racks coming in by the bunch
All of these racks coming in by the bunch
All of these racks got your hoe want to hunch
Talking crazy choppa see him for lunch
I be trying to make a B in a month
I could whip the Bentley B if I want
Hotbox smoking three in a one
Lockboxes where we keeping them funds
Icebox I just spend it for fun
Dropping the top feel the breeze and the sun
Three hoes on me that's a three on a one
Vlone on me with the V I'm a don
Smoking on tree I got runtz in my lungs
Faced me a L this shit got me numb
Get bread by the loaf you still getting crumbs
Popping more shit than a hoe chewing gum
Smoking on runtz
Balling so hard my trunk in the front
Hitting homeruns ain't never gone bunt
Walking her down I'm fucking your aunt
Pull out these racks when I want to stunt
Do the whole dash like I'm in a rush
Pulled up to Bistro I wanted some brunch
All of these racks coming in by the bunch
Smoking on runtz
Balling so hard my trunk in the front
Hitting homeruns ain't never gone bunt
Walking her down I'm fucking your aunt
Pull out these racks when I want to stunt
Do the whole dash like I'm in a rush
Pulled up to Bistro I wanted some brunch
All of these racks coming in by the bunch
All of these racks coming in by the bunch
All of these racks stacking chips like some Pringles
Come get your hoe man she steady trying to mingle
Young nigga name ring more bells than a jingle
All of this water on me Aquafina
Rocking these stages selling out arenas
I'm balling and I'm strapped like Gilbert Arenas
Smoking on thrax it sent me to Venus
Nothing but hundreds she think I'm a genius
Trust and believe if I said it I mean it
Addicted to money I'm not getting it treated
That shit you just dropped you should've deleted
My money increasing your money depleted
He think we the same we no where near even
I'm balling year round I'm balling four seasons
Smoking on runtz
Balling so hard my trunk in the front
Hitting homeruns ain't never gone bunt
Walking her down I'm fucking your aunt
Pull out these racks when I want to stunt
Do the whole dash like I'm in a rush
Pulled up to Bistro I wanted some brunch
All of these racks coming in by the bunch