Letras
Brodie cut him up just like the fuckin Grim Reaper
Bitch she finna fuck me for the bands, but ion need her
Runnin' up the rackies, bitch the fit is lookin' cleaner
Hella bad bittie with a hella bad demeanor
And bitch I'm smokin' on yo dawgs
That's my brotha Kenji, he gon' spin it just for fun
Brodie say he top dawg, but he lookin' like a pup
These bitches talkin' shit but when it's up, they know it's stuck
East coast nigga, but they know me for the west flows
Always on my bullshit, we never fuckin' rest hoe
Swervin' and I'm slidin', bitch I'm rollin' up the best dope
Got a fuckin' baddie, and she givin' me the best throat
Shorty on my line, she said I changed, but I done dropped the bitch
Runnin' up a pack, I did the race, and duck the coppas, bitch
Hit it from the back, I get her Uber, then I block the bitch
Shorty give the neck for a band, like what an offer bitch
Aye, like
Halfin' a xan
I took a bitch to Japan
Could give a fuck 'bout your mans
He got a chop in his hand
He let it blow like a fan
Lil' bitch get deady off henny
She want a band, I got plenty
The choppa handy, no Manny
She got me fucked up, she thought a nigga wouldn't make her leave
Lil' bitch I'm smokin' on your homie, put him in the paper leaf
You know I'm trippin' off the haze, when I hit the fuckin' scene
Brodie thought that this was laser tag, I hit him with the beam
Choppa singin' like it's Kelly, turn a nigga to a dancer
Brodie speakin' Brokeanese, it's time to get your bands up
He thought he'd spin my block, brodie isn't good with planning
He gon' run the fuckin' field, and I ain't talkin' Peyton Manning
Lil' bitch I'm smokin' on some dope, that shit loud, huh
But on the scene, all my niggas gettin' louder
Burner be cremating niggas, turn him into powder
Dressed in all the water like a nigga in the shower