Brotherly Love

Wait, I catch a O yeah, .40 gon' knock off his whole head

But the other side, they never outside

So we said fuck it, we boom at the old heads

When I scream DOA it's a code red

And I put that on bro, we want all red

If they linkin' up, we smokin' all dead

I'ma say it again, we want all red (we want it all)

That's on bro, when I up better move (better move)

With this deuce, I'ma fool I go coo' (coo')

.22 long rifle, shit long like a broom (broom)

EBK bitch, we don't pick and choose

If I slide and he run wit 'em, he gettin' boomed (grrah, grrah)

I told AC, "Bro watch what I do" (like what?)

Spun through the 8, upped my fingers, they flew (they flew)

'Cause they know what I usually do, like

30's or better when we spinnin' through

If it up, ain't no tellin' me coo' (no coo')

And the way I went out for y'all, they wouldn't do (they didn't)

That's on bro, I went dumb wit a deuce

So don't question my loyalty, nigga you fu' (you fake)

I ain't dissin', but this shit is true (like facts)

Ain't gon' speak on how many I threw (like grrah)

They gon' act but they know what I do like (grrah-grrah)

They say Kay you be buggin', just pass on (pass on)

First one I see, he get packed off

Dougie B catchin' alley's off backboards

I threw ten, Dougie let off the last four (grrah-grrah, boom)

Like, better run, 'cause I shoot with no sympathy (sympathy)

DOA bitch, I'm dumpin' on anything (pussy)

Legs on my body, I feel like a centipede

We get muddy, I tell her don't Henny me

Wastin' my time on a bitch, are you kiddin' me? (Like what?)

I ain't cuffin', unless she a-milli' me

Niggas chattin', they diss on the internet

No we not into that, not with the chitter chat

Sixty-two shots, I'ma knock off his fitted cap (grrah-grrah, boom)

Be with them, show no remorse, bitch, I'm flockin' that

Self-made, just tryna get paid

I'ma get it, it ain't no debate

Forever ten toes, I'ma always be great

I go broke, that's on God, I'ma take (on bro)

Baby, fuck wit a Flocka, bend over

Show no remorse, bullets shakin' her shoulders

Break her phone if that bitch try to post us

DTB telly, for sessions we poled up like

And forever JB, we gon' go dumb

Me and Dougz rappin', I hope that we blow up

If he screamin' out Gz, I'ma throw 'em (grrah)

Bullets so big, hit his car, it might blow up (grrah-grrah)

On da 'Gram he be pickin' them poles up

Caught 'em in traffic, and that nigga froze up (nigga froze)

Like, nigga talkin' fuck he wanna do? (Like what?)

Oh, he chill with them opp niggas too? (Chill with the opps)

He better not be there when I come to 'oot (grrah)

Whatever they throw up, I'm droppin' it to

Fuck that, he get dropped wit' 'em to

When we bend through, we brung a thot with us to (we brung a thot)

Do a drill, put the knocks in her boot (knocks in her boot)

All for bro, he get shot actin' cool (like what?)

They could suck a dick if they not feelin' me (what?)

Call up Kay, he gon' slide with artillery (grrah-grrah)

Dougz in the back with a beam on the lemon-squeeze

Get caught outta bounds and I won't show no sympathy (no sympathy)

Lil' thottie, I love how she lickin' me

But if she tryna line me, I'm lettin' this semi squeeze (grrah-grrah, boom)

Niggas goofy, they hangin' with rats (they hangin' with snitches)

When you see me, don't give me a dap (don't give me a pound)

Free all the goons, I can't wait 'til they back (wait 'til they home)

Niggas better just stay where they at (stay where you at)

And you better not false a attack (like)

Brodie up pole, put your brains on your lap (like what?)

Off the muddy, ain't no lovey-dovey (no dovey)

He move wocky, that boy catch a sluggie

Step in the party, these bitches they love me (they love me)

Off the muddy, my vision is blurry (my vision is blurry)

I'm not worried, bro shoot in a hurry (I'm not worried)

I'm not worried, he shoot like he Curry (on God)

Glock's with extensions, this shit holdin' thirty (I shot a what?)

Catch a opp and this shit gon' get dirty (shit'll get muddy)

Everything dead, grrt-baow