BRADY – Mail Mann Lyrics

I'll like to thank you all for listening to this shit right here
I mean it ain't done yet but ya
I appreciate this more then you'll ever fucking know

While I'm getting paper like a Mail Mann in this bitch
I just came up on a check
My bitch pulled up in a whip
Young Boonie pulled up with the stick
Stop playing we been with the shits
Why niggas capping swear they act like some bitches
Talking down, 30 round it'll lift you
Niggas running round with lil ass pistols
Im like Marlon, hey do we have a issue 
I'm the Mail Mann, trunk got a missile
Got some fan mail and I just might read it
You a fan male, niggas is timid.
In the party and I don't f*ck with people
Smoking Marley and I'm smoking Khalifa
I seen shawty and I told her to keep it
I don't want it, got no time for no witness
I'm just kinding make that lil bihhh my victim
I'm a killer, Ima villain and gremlin
F*ck me good baby girl I might keep ya
She from the hood but I'm pulling up deeper
Got them C notes on me like ya boy singing
Bro got them b's on him and them boys stinging
Bro got them c's with him and them boys clipping
And I'm just sipping on purple like Pippen
Damn ball on a hoe nigga Scottie Pippen 
These niggas hoes damn I can't fix em
These niggas hoe man they so friendly
Shit