Brad Pitt's Cousin

Album: This Unruly Mess I've Made (2016)
  • Slick shit man that's all we do hoe
    That little homie let me talk my truth
    Made an Instagram for my cat
    And my cat doesn't even rap
    And got more followers than you
    Hold up, let me get my cat a bar
    She's filthy, hey Cairo come here baby
    Now my cat's more famous than you ever will be
    I been hustling, you can't tell me nothing
    I'm Brad Pitt's Ugly Cousin
    When you're drunk at the wedding, still gon' fuck him

    When you see me in the club
    Brad Pitt, that's my cousin
    Angelina show me love
    Brad Pitt, that's my cousin
    You got me fucked up
    Brad Pitt, that's my cousin
    Like you don't know what's up
    Bradley, he's cuzo
    All my Angelinas if you got it let me see it

    You're embarrassed huh?
    I'm in Paris bruh
    You brought your whole crew
    I brought my parents bruh
    Every white dude in America went to the barber shop
    "Give me the Macklemore haircut"
    Australia they heard of me
    Germany they heard of me
    Japan they heard of me
    It's a murder scene you gon' learn some thangs
    My dick name Ron Burgendy
    I'm bad news with the pen flute
    In a plad suit no can do
    No no, I don't work for free
    I used to smoke that purple weed
    Sip a bunch of purple drink
    That shit did not work for me
    And now I just sip herbal tea
    I'm posted at the swap meet in a row
    Eatin' churches wings so cold
    So cold no emergency

    When you see me in the club
    Brad Pitt, that's my cousin
    Angelina show me love
    Brad Pitt, that's my cousin
    You got me fucked up
    Brad Pitt, that's my cousin
    Like you don't know what's up
    Brad, Brad, Pitt
    All my Angelinas if you got it let me see it

    Did it by myself, not a little bit of help
    Nobody, nobody did nothing I know
    On my knees saying God please give me a deal
    And God texted me back
    Don't be dumb young man, gotta do it yourself
    It's up to you to turn the pen into a machete
    And make sure that every beat that you meet gets killed
    I treat the beat just like a pussy
    And I eat it up and beat it up, and leave it fucked
    And you cannot compete with us
    I'm weaving in and out of traffic in a Cadillac
    And wait is that us on the radio
    Wait, is that us on the radio?
    It's what I always dreamed of
    Back when I had peach fuzz
    Shout out to the homie D
    Um, who's D
    Deez nuts
    I'm eating chicken wings and onion rings
    If you're wondering, yes I does my thing
    And another thing, no puppet strings
    Oh the company, we sucker free
    I ain't trippin' on what the public think
    Ten thousand we hustling
    This shit didn't happen over night
    This shit didn't happen suddenly

    When you see me in the club
    Brad Pitt, that's my cousin
    Angelina show me love
    Brad Pitt, that's my cousin
    You got me fucked up
    Brad Pitt, that's my cousin
    Like you don't know what's up
    Brad, Brad, Pitt Writer/s: Ben Haggerty, Joshua Rawlings, Ryan Scott Lewis, Tyler W Andrews
    Publisher: Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
    Lyrics licensed and provided by LyricFind

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