This is a song about "Tayla brown"

Your bitch texted me, wants it now so i had to knock her down

Later on in his life he graduates from brown

It's just my soda mixed with brown

My name is timb aka thomas crown

Brown on a canvas of black, i'm stenciling/

No kids, no ring herd she do your own thing

I'm brown and i like curry

It ain't hard to make money

She insecure with her body so she like fuck it though

R.i.p to my brown bronco, keep the peace in morocco

I smoke a lb when i get it from brown.

Petty thoughts could keep your brain down

I'm brown. said that already? fuck it i'm exotic/

Where we can drink liquor and no one bickers over trick shit