What’s Brakkin Lyrics – Juice WRLD feat. Offset

What’s Brakkin Lyrics by Juice WRLD feat. Offset from the “The Party Never Ends” album is a Newly released English song. What’s Brakkin Lyrics are written by Rex Kudo, Topp, Offset & Juice WRLD while the song is produced by Topp & Rex Kudo. The song was published on January 6, 2023.

What’s Brakkin Lyrics

What’s Brakkin Song Details:

Song: What’s Brakkin
Album: The Party Never Ends
Singer(s): Juice WRLD
Featuring: Offset
Produced by: Topp & Rex Kudo
Written by: Rex Kudo, Topp, Offset & Juice WRLD
Label:  Grade A Productions, Interscope Records, Juice WRLD & Universal Music Group
Release Date: January 6, 2023

What’s Brakkin Lyrics

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Yeah, yeah
Nah, huh

I’m in your crib every day, what’s brackin’?
I fu*k your b!tch every day, what’s brackin’?
Came in the club with a K, what’s brackin’?
N!ggas know I put the K in crackin’
Look at my money, it’s everlastin’
Me and my n!ggas, we young and wildin’
Y’all talkin’ tough, you ain’t on nothing
My n!ggas silent and really violent
I ain’t go to school or graduate college
But I got a car and it got good mileage
And I got a house, big-a$$ mansion
Something for all the lil’ thots to dance in
Remember scrapin’ the pot, yeah
How could I forget ’bout the pot? Yeah
I had rocks in my socks, yeah
Remember, I was servin’ your pops, yeah

R.I.P. to my pops, yeah
Even though he ain’t do much, uh
Guess I still miss him a lot, yeah
So I got our memories tucked away
R.I.P. to my opps, yeah
Was pissing on graves the other day
If they catch me, they won’t hesitate
So I got my hand on my nine today, uh (Ayy)
I up it, I bust it, it ain’t no discussion
I make a n!gga hyperventilate
I fu*k on this thot, ain’t no cuddle,
she bust it open
Then I’m bustin’ all over her face
These groupie b!tches, they be scandalous
So with a rubber, I’ma penetrate
I took his bitty on a dinner date
But not for really, I just fu*ked her face
I keep a few milli’ stashed away
Water diamonds like a castaway
Triple 9, n!gga, that’s the wave
I be on the grind workin’ every day
I gotta make sure that my paper straight
Don’t got a gun, you get hit with the razor blade
Shoot for the stars,
I’ve been throwin’ up fadeaways
Strap with the drum, it make ’em fade away
Heavily armed, shoot, make ’em levitate
I’m not the one, pu$$y, don’t play with me
Chains on my arms, this is not slavery
Diamonds and charms,
my wrists on super freeze
Feel like LeBron, I just been scorin’
On everyone, worldwide tourin’, life is fun
N!ggas love to hate, got me a gun
Send him up to heaven, holes in his lung

I’m in your crib every day, what’s brackin’?
I fu*k your b!tch every day, what’s brackin’?
Came in the club with a K, what’s brackin’?
N!ggas know I put the K in crackin’
Look at my money, it’s everlastin’
Me and my n!ggas, we young and wildin’
Y’all talkin’ tough, you ain’t on nothing
My n!ggas silent and really violent
I ain’t go to school or graduate college
But I got a car and it got good mileage
And I got a house, big-a$$ mansion
Something for all the lil’
thots to dance in (Woo, hey)
Remember scrapin’ the pots, yeah (Skrrt)
How could I forget ’bout the pot? Yeah (Yeah)
I had rocks in my socks, yeah (Woo, woo)
Remember, I was servin’ your pops, yeah

I put baguettes in my watch,
what’s happenin’? (Huh?)
I set up my shop in the bando (Yessir)
Millions on millions, I manage (Manage)
I keep the Kel-Tec, the scope,
it’s gon’ damage (Bah)
I took your b!tch on a yacht, slam it (I)
Then I get in the pot, whip up salmon (Fire)
If I catch an opp with the Glock,
hold him ransom (Opp)
Advance him, go cop a mansion (Mansion)
‘Stendo, this a thirty (Bah-bah)
I’m in the Maybach with the curtains (Maybach)
I paid fifty-five racks for a little Birkin
Drop-top in the Lamb’
when the weather perfect (Skrrt)
I set the trends (Trending)
We ain’t shooting sticks in the wind (Sticks, bah)
Yeah, big backend (Backend)
Yeah, my b!tch off a ten (Woo, woo)
I pray to God for my sins (I pray)
Panoramic my lens (Woo)
Do this shit for my dawgs in the pen (My dawgs)
We gon’ take off your box for revenge (Bah)
Don’t give ’em the sauce, give a pinch (A lil’ bit)
I got cash in the loft and the vents (Loft)
Straight from the North, it make sense (The North)
Sipping codeine, a good rinse (Good rinse)

I’m in your crib every day, what’s brackin’?
I fu*k your b!tch every day, what’s brackin’?
Came in the club with a K, what’s brackin’?
N!ggas know I put the K in crackin’
Look at my money, it’s everlastin’
Me and my n!ggas, we young and wildin’
Y’all talkin’ tough, you ain’t on nothing
My n!ggas silent and really violent
I ain’t go to school or graduate college
But I got a car and it got good mileage
And I got a house, big-a$$ mansion
Something for all the lil’ thots to dance in
Remember scrapin’ the pot, yeah
How could I forget ’bout the pot? Yeah
I had rocks in my socks, yeah
Remember, I was servin’ your pops, yeah

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