Catcha Bag

Man, these kids Brennen and Colby
They got somethin' coming for them
I don’t think they’re ready for it
(Don't think they are ready?)
Ah that’s too white
Brikey, Brikey 'bout to catcha bag, catcha bag
Brolby sound like somethin' on yo ass, on yo ass
You never shoulda dissed us now we mad, now we mad
You never shoulda dissed us now we mad, now we mad
These washed up viners tried to diss us
Boy we boutta light you up like it’s Christmas
And you tried to take shots, fix yo' aim
Why you three years older and still hatin' that’s so lame
These clowns hatin' on us 'cuz we winnin'
Colby who were you before Brennen?
If I have JC Caylen hair then you have Danny Phantom’s
And between both of you Danny has a better fandom
You say we gay bait but in your thumbnails you kiss
Don’t make us expose you we got a whole list
But we respect gays so if you are then it’s no problem
Between both of you I bet Brennen is the bottom
Brennen you let Jason go and kiss your mom for views
Since we’re passing her around, can we kiss your mom too?
Deep voice skinny body and I think of Colby Brock
Give that voice to Brennen
It sounds like his balls have been dropped
This is more than a roast, man we got these boys fried
You couldn’t make it on Digi if you tried
This is Walmart vs. Gucci so you gotta pick a side
And Brolby we’re handin' you this L so run and hide
Brikey, Brikey 'bout to catcha bag, catcha bag
Brolby sound like somethin' on yo ass, on yo ass
You never shoulda dissed us now we mad, now we mad
You never shoulda dissed us now we mad, now we mad
Brennen’s musical. lys were cringy, pull it up
Stop pullin' on your dry lips, don’t tool it up
Man you leeched off of musers, did your mind get blurry?
Like six different ones, do your remember our journey?
And where’s Maggie? A leech is something I can’t stand
Are those your real stans? Or your girl’s fans?
Colby, your baby Bieber hair has gotta scram
Oh, now you’re best friends, you wanted clout and left Sam
This song, we love our friends I don’t believe it
Cuz if they loved you they woulda said «Don't release it»
And that’s our roast boy, yeah we had to cook it right up
Hold on man, we got a stranger thing looking like (yuh)
After this you probably won’t like me
After this you’ll probably wanna fight me
Are we savages? After this we might be
So think twice before you talk about Brikey
Brikey, Brikey 'bout to catcha bag, catcha bag
Brolby sound like somethin' on yo ass, on yo ass
You never shoulda dissed us now we mad, now we mad
You never shoulda dissed us now we mad, now we mad
Brikey, Brikey 'bout to catcha bag, catcha bag
Brolby sound like somethin' on yo ass, on yo ass
You never shoulda dissed us now we mad, now we mad
You never shoulda dissed us now we mad, now we mad