Bryant Myers LowKey Lyrics English Translation

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Lanalizer got the fire

I have a flow so badass

They try to imitate it, but none can match it

If you come here acting tough, the crew will put you in your place

If you say I'm crazy, well, come and test me

Come and test me, yao'

I'm doing my own thing, low key

I dress so badass, it looks like I'm selling kilos

My people have rifles like the Iraqis

If you're looking for trouble, we'll give it to you, my g, yao

I'm doing my own thing, low key

I live so badass, it looks like I'm selling kilos

My people have rifles like the Iraqis

If you're looking for trouble, we'll give it to you, my g, yao

We have the spray for the roaches

One day it's Philipp Plein, the next it's Dolce, the neck well frozen

Over a hundred thousand

My nigga, over a hundred thousand

I always dress spicy without using a stylist

Here, all the Nike's are Off-White

I like bad bitches with Cardi's flow

I'm like Jordan for the '90s, worldwide

The A.P. rose gold and white, I'm gonna be a millionaire for life

Don't try to copy me, my nigga, don't try

Because I keep increasing the numbers

The kilos are crossing through immigration

Man, don't come here disguised

Quiet, I'll empty them if you inflate yourself

I'm doing my own thing, low key

I dress so badass, it looks like I'm selling kilos

My people have rifles like the Iraqis

If you're looking for trouble, we'll give it to you, my g, yao

I'm doing my own thing, low key

I live so badass, it looks like I'm selling kilos

My people have rifles like the Iraqis

If you're looking for trouble, we'll give it to you, my g

Only cash, no credit

You front, but you're not ready

And if you kill people, it's in your dreams like Freddy

I have a Draco they call Tom, for the rats like Jerry

Here, the movie is flowing like Hollywood

All the vans with Amiri or Robin's

They're dumb to my face and talk shit on social

From here it gives me the plague

These people are shit, just buy them Huggies

How did I get up, that's why they're bitten

You don't, I do, bastard, I must have been born with this

Manito, what makes you tick? Can't you see me shine?

I miss the brothers who fell, they are not going to turn

But I'm still active with those who are already

I'm on mine, low key

Seen so bastard, it seems that I sell kilos

Mine have rifles like the Iraqis

If you look for them, we'll give them to you, my g, yao'

I'm on my own, low key

I live so bastard, it seems that I sell kilos

Mine have rifles like the Iraqis

If you look for them, we'll give them to you, my g, yao'

Bry'-bry'-bry' Bryant Myers

Chrome The X

Tell me, Richie Rich

Tell me, Lanalizer

Yao', tell me, Gaston

Millo Gang

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