Letras
I remember how you were dick riding me When we first met, now you think that you Better, you foolish
That boy can't beat me so he try to lil bro me
Like you can't even make to own music
Lying bout shit for no reason, and act like You hard, lil brodie that shit don't make you cooler
You was a bitch from that start, you should End it all right now, lil bro did you think i was stupid
How is you so insecure about two teenagers Lil boy that shit kinda embarrassing
Keeping our name in your mouth like you Wanna be us lil brodie i think you need therapy
I know if we meet in real life you not gonna Do shit, you just gon sit there and stare at me
You'll never be on the same level as me and It's clear that there's a line of disparity
He brought a gun to a street fight, i brought a hadouken
Hit so hard, that he left with contusions
He can't decide, i divide his medula
Click click pow when i come with the ruger
DSV shit, bitch you know that that's gang way
Marking you bitches i shoot, when i aim, pray
You boutta be thirty and we in the same lane
That boy is hurt, wait til these bullets gang bang
Ha ha, ha ha ha
Cant defend it so don't even bother
Stole all his songs now susano is six feet under in a shallow grave next to his father
Don't care you still ain't gon say shit
Grimey as hell way you lied to my face bitc
Take your own life and my songs off your playlists
My music ain't for fatass lying racists
Tryna act hard up online but the day your dad comes back to life's the day you pull a trigger
Your only hope was leeching off of us it's Game over lil bro your never getting bigger
How you gon make a comeback when i have A voice clip of you sayin ner ner ner
Crazy you claim you are but you ain't black
Why is susano tryna send us back?
Yuh
Murderous dog just like ren
Whip it to east tennessee chew your flesh up no k-nine
Dm me ever again
Word to my dead ima light up yo crib wit an a-nine
Risking your life for some fame
Claiming you had a fanbase yet outside of This drama nobody knows your fucking name