Brad Pitt's Cousin Lyrics - This Unruly Mess I've Made - Ryan Lewis

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 

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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 

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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