Brezden – White Ferrari Lyrics

Yeah
Granny mad I’m having bows, haha
Granny mad I’m having bows
She like “Get that shit up out my house, that shit stank, boy”

[Chorus]
Yeah, granny mad I’m having bows, she said they linger
Used to smoke the roach until it started to burn my finger
Cut on white Ferrari, I know Frank her favorite singer
How I end up starting? Used to be the second stringer, damn

[Verse 1]
Used to be on practice squad but now I wouldn’t even squad, though
I don’t trust no man alive and I put that on God
I get coaches mad as fuck, like “Please somebody guard him”
Talking to the man inside my mirror, say “You are him”
My new bitch a RN, she know how to take shots
Give a AR to my man though just like he [?]
Hoodie on my face hot, bitch, I’m in a great spot
Tryna battle but you are a L, you not [?]
Yeah, you are a L like a website
They weren’t in that gym when I was tryna get my left right
[?] was your mans, what’s your hand? Oh, you left right?
Oh, you think I’m playing? Quit smoking on that meth pipe

[Chorus]
Yeah, granny mad I’m having bows, she said they linger
Used to smoke the roach until it started to burn my finger
Cut on white Ferrari, I know Frank her favorite singer
How I end up starting? Used to be the second stringer, damn
Yeah, granny mad I’m having bows, she said they linger
Used to smoke the roach until it started to burn my finger
Cut on white Ferrari, I know Frank her favorite singer
How I end up starting? Used to be the second stringer, damn

[Verse 2]
Granny wake up, she say the house is reeking of reefer
With my bitch, she rocking pink like it’s the evening of Easter
Focused on that bread and cheese like I was eating a pizza
I can’t even trust my own mother, shit, even Theresa
I can’t trust a bitch [?] I’m being franker than ocean
I tell her I’m thinking ’bout her while I’m drinking my potion
I’m steady taking novacaine because I hate the emotions
I pull up in that white Ferrari, take my bae to the Scotia

[Chorus]
Yeah, granny mad I’m having bows, she said they linger
Used to smoke the roach until it started to burn my finger
Cut on white Ferrari, I know Frank her favorite singer
How I end up starting? Used to be the second stringer