Chris Travis
B.R.K.
[Intro: SpaceGhostPurrp]
Yeah yeah yeah, this ya n***a SpaceGhost muhfuckin' Purrp in this bitch, my n***a
You already know what time it is, man
You already know how it go down, BRK ’til the death
The world know, pussy ass n***a
Raider Klan all motherfuckin' day, man, you know what I'm sayin’
I got my n***a Ethelwulf, man, Chris Travis in this hoe, finna get buck
Yeah, my n***a, this how we do it
B-R motherfuckin' K, man, turn the fuck up
Uh, uh, bitch

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

[Verse 1: SpaceGhostPurrp]
Callin' up my n***a Ethelwulf so we can fuck this hoe
Thеn get back to the money, it ain't funny, I don't trust a hoe
Black Land, Raider Klan, bitch, that be my family
Hater n***as, Memphis n***as 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 bitches, pop that pussy like I’m Uncle Luke
I'm gettin' to this money, countin' hunnids, gotta get my loot
Fuck a punchline, bitch, this ain't no mainstream rap
Talkin' shit about the South, we knock yo ass up off the map
Find me in the suburbs chillin' wit' an Asian bitch
Tellin' her some funky shit, now she lickin' on my dick
I'm all about pimpin' and I'm mackin' on a bad bitch
Thinkin' 'bout a Bentley, like damn, I wanna buy this shit
Never trust a frail n***a 'cause they wanna take yo place
Start talkin' shit 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 motherfuckin' K, and you know we got the phonk
B-R to the K, B-R to the K
B-R to the motherfuckin' 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 motherfuckin' K, and you know we got the phonk

[Verse 2: Ethelwulf]
It's B-R to the K every fuckin' day, mane
All the fuck 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 bitch all up on us, mane, mane
She can't even help herself, she so silly, mane, mane
Who the fuck they tryna play? Hope not me today, mane
I'ma fuck around and flip and bust near your face
I ain't even tryna smoke my shit, 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 bitch, not never, no damn day
And I ain't finna hold in my feelings, no damn way
Pussy n***as 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 motherfuckin' K, and you know we got the phonk
B-R to the K, B-R to the K
B-R to the motherfuckin' 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 motherfuckin' K, and you know we got the phonk

[Verse 3: Chris Travis]
Creepin' through your hood wit' that motherfuckin' sawed-off
Raider Klan, hoe, and we came to break your jaws off
Chris fuckin' 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***as, boy, you better take a jog out
Pussy n***a hatin' 'cause I'm in his bitch, call off
But I don't give a fuck, TEC-9 tucked up in my drawers
Bucker than a bitch, BRK, break the fuckin' law
Killin' all you buster ass n***as fuckin' wit' my dawgs
And I don't touch the hoe if she lookin' [?]
Rat-tat-tat-tat-tat, lay you on your fuckin' back, bitch
This is for you pussy rappers out there playin' actress
East Memphis, Radier Klan, hoe, we 'bout that action
And we ain't no fuck shit, just stayin' true and mackin'
And if you want that ana, then that MAC-10 I'm packin'
And if you fuck wit' us then we comin' for your family, bitch