B.R.K. lyrics

[Intro: SpaceGhostPurrp]
Yeah yeah yeah, this ya n*gga SpaceGhost muhf*ckin' Purrp in this b*tch, my n*gga
You already know what time it is, man
You already know how it go down, BRK ’til the death
Till the world blow world, pus*y ass n*gga
Raider Klan all motherf*ckin' day, man, you know what I'm sayin’
I got my n*gga Ethelwulf, man, Chris Travis in this hoe, finna get buck
Yeah, my n*gga, this how we do it
B-R motherf*ckin' K, man, turn the f*ck up
Uh, uh, b*tch

[Chorus: SpaceGhostPurrp]
B-R to the K, B-R to the K
B-R to the motherf*ckin' K, and you know we got the phonk
B-R to the K, B-R to the K
B-R to the motherf*ckin' K, and you know we got the phonk
B-R to the K, B-R to the K
B-R to the- B-R to the K, and you know we got the phonk
B-R to the K, B-R to the K
B-R to the motherf*ckin' K, and you know we got thе phonk

[Verse 1: SpaceGhostPurrp]
Callin' up my n*gga Ethelwulf so we can f*ck this ho
Then gеt back to the money, it ain't funny, I don't trust a ho
Black Land, Raider Klan, b*tch, that be my family
Hater n*ggas, Memphis n*ggas comin’ through wit’ tragedy
Terrorizin' haters that be bitin’ like some alligators
No, I'm not a gangsta or a thug, I'm a mack player
Mackin' pretty b*tches, pop that pus*y like I’m Uncle Luke
I'm gettin' to this money, countin' hunnids, gotta get my loot
f*ck a punchline, b*tch, this ain't no mainstream rap
Talkin' sh*t about the South, we knock yo' ass up off the map
Find me in the suburbs chillin' wit' an Asian b*tch
Tellin' her some funky sh*t, now she lickin' on my di*k
I'm all about pimpin' and I'm mackin' on a bad b*tch
Thinkin' 'bout a Bentley, like damn, I wanna buy this sh*t
Never trust a frail n*gga 'cause they wanna take yo place
Start talkin' sh*t behind yo back, now they smilin' in yo face
[Chorus: SpaceGhostPurrp]
B-R to the K, B-R to the K
B-R to the motherf*ckin' K, and you know we got the phonk
B-R to the K, B-R to the K
B-R to the motherf*ckin' K, and you know we got the phonk
B-R to the K, B-R to the K
B-R to the- B-R to the K, and you know we got the phonk
B-R to the K, B-R to the K
B-R to the motherf*ckin' K, and you know we got the phonk

[Verse 2: Ethelwulf]
It's B-R to the K every f*ckin' day, mane
All the f*ck I gotta say is get up out the way, mane
I'm on deck wit' the pain, just tell me his name, mane
Hard as hell is how we came all up in this thang
Raider is the Klan and yo b*tch all up on us, mane, mane
She can't even help herself, she so silly, mane, mane
Who the f*ck they tryna play? Hope not me today, mane
I'ma f*ck around and flip and bust near your face
I ain't even tryna smoke my sh*t, I'm wit' you today
But if you throw a ten on it, we might be okay, mane
It's the real damn real what I'm tryna say
To the damn ground right now is where a sucker lay
I ain't here to b*tch, not never, no damn day
And I ain't finna hold in my feelings, no damn way
pus*y n*ggas hate, but it's cool, mane, it's all okay
We gon' set 'em straight, no debate
In the name of the BRK
[Chorus: SpaceGhostPurrp]
B-R to the K, B-R to the K
B-R to the motherf*ckin' K, and you know we got the phonk
B-R to the K, B-R to the K
B-R to the motherf*ckin' K, and you know we got the phonk
B-R to the K, B-R to the K
B-R to the- B-R to the K, and you know we got the phonk
B-R to the K, B-R to the K
B-R to the motherf*ckin' K, and you know we got the phonk

[Verse 3: Chris Travis]
Creepin' through your hood wit' that motherf*ckin' sawed-off
Raider Klan, hoe, and we came to break your jaws off
Chris f*ckin' Travis known to break a hoe walls off
B-R to the K and I'd be damned if we fall off
Hatin' ass n*ggas, boy, you better take a jog out
pus*y n*gga hatin' 'cause I'm in his b*tch, call off
But I don't give a f*ck, TEC-9 tucked up in my drawers
Bucker than a b*tch, BRK, break the f*ckin' law
Killin' all you buster ass n*ggas f*ckin' wit' my dawgs
And I don't touch the hoe if she lookin' [?]
Rat-tat-tat-tat-tat, lay you on your f*ckin' back, b*tch
This is for you pus*y rappers out there playin' actress
East Memphis, Radier Klan, hoe, we 'bout that action
And we ain't no f*ck sh*t, just stayin' true and mackin'
And if you want that ana, then that MAC-10 I'm packin'
And if you f*ck wit' us then we comin' for your family, b*tch