Nathan Jay - Brisk lyrics

[Chorus, Kell] Goddamn I got the chopper Goddamn I got the whip Goddamn it's the coppers And they know I'm with the sh** Goddamn I feel amazing Goddamn I'm feeling this Goddamn I got the liquor And I wash it down with Brisk [Hook, Saek] Aye, aye, I be chillin' with myself Aye, aye, got the gat up on the shelf Aye, aye, now don't be f**ing with my wealth dog Aye, 'cause that's just f**ing with yourself [Kell] Been this way since a youngin', never act hard The loud annoying kid, pops was pushing crank backyard Where he had the set up, he would send me letters From the big pen, know my momma wouldn't let up Working day and night, and I was f**ing with that lighter Was the bully in school, the kid to fight ya On the playground, b**h stay down Now I'm f**in' with the liquor, vomit stay down I'm on my 9-5, drinking energy Just to stay alive, f** my memory I've been on d** to keep my head in place Face feeling' fat because I drink, chase Liquor with Brisk, I like my Iced Tea With the 'quila, feel amazing, bump the Keys to my Chevy like my scratched up throat If you don't feel this heavy, you don't feel this dope [Chorus, Kell] Goddamn I got the chopper Goddamn I got the whip Goddamn it's the coppers And they know I'm with the sh** Goddamn I feel amazing Goddamn I'm feeling this Goddamn I got the liquor And I wash it down with Brisk [Hook, Saek] Aye, aye, I be chillin' with myself Aye, aye, got the gat up on the shelf Aye, aye, now don't be f**ing with my wealth dog Aye, 'cause that's just f**ing with yourself [Zaeko] Overdosin with salt in the ocean Piss colored, out castin malt liquor in your fridge So please kiss him later, no, I think he left a note ‘Cuz your nose still potent, know his potion gotta go Acid trip, caught him slippin in the street Lies drip drop tripping' up on moonlit feet Look back like Orpheus, Love k**ed the king Got my porridge in storage like the bears got keen His demeanor is hunched over, purple lean Paradoxic, oxymoronic, a little green The way you don't want, a little too much on it Yes, got it in my pocket, locked tight and ironic I'mma talk how I want to, Do it how my mama do It isn't how she want me to, cuz I'm a bit neurotical Feet bathe in my sunlit path I'mma grow old and whither still won't look back [Chorus, Kell] Goddamn I got the chopper Goddamn I got the whip Goddamn it's the coppers And they know I'm with the sh** Goddamn I feel amazing Goddamn I'm feeling this Goddamn I got the liquor And I wash it down with Brisk [Hook, Saek] Aye, aye, I be chillin' with myself Aye, aye, got the gat up on the shelf Aye, aye, now don't be f**ing with my wealth dog Aye, 'cause that's just f**ing with yourself