Brother Brother ft. Yung Jugo Lyrics

Fourth quarter reporting from outta Sec. eight

Turn up at your cul-de-sac firefight with police states

Pull up in your corner like Gotti I make the 'G' skate

Moving up the ladder off Betty powder and cheap sage

Talking about a leader I breed em, now get the proceeds

Walk inside the city it's gritty my set gonna bleed deep

Talking with my VV's

Bitches on it knee deep

Kiss her with my dick then slap that kitty tell it GG

Leap of faith I'm jumping into the game

Forgiving the way I'm living, who promised I be a saint?

Proclaiming on what I reign

These drugs done hit the veins

Steal a bitch, steal your chain

Might bust all up on her face

I'm a, Route Runner

Made it out the trap Momma

Had to jump back in it

Get it popping like the last supper

Feds coming I ran it until they legs numbing

Duck summons, half of my family and all my fans drummers

Light numbers

This blue face on blue face

Fucking with that D'ussé, I get that goose, now what your boo say?

Holdup let her choose me

Caught up on the telly counting fetty on the celly fucking with your roomie

Turnt up at the Zoovie

Off Scotty and the Lucy

Elegantly galavanting 

Tipsy now she woozy

Talking tootie with that fruity

Groovy juicy with that booty

Way she back I might I grab it

Way she clap it might do it, like

Fourth quarter reporting from outta Sec. eight

Turn up at your cul-de-sac firefight with police states

Pull up in your corner like Gotti I make the 'G' skate

Moving up the ladder off Betty powder and cheap sage

Fourth quarter reporting from outta Sec. eight

Turn up at your cul-de-sac firefight with police states

Pull up in your corner like Gotti I make the 'G' skate

Moving up the ladder off Betty

Bitch I'm really from the TUC

All I know is stay T'd up

Shit hot where I'm from

Still sliding with the heat tucked

Who the fuck robbing who?

Wrong move, bullets beat some

No mercy on the opps, how we sliding gotta ease up

Pop a nigga like a perc or Xanax, I'm a sleep some

Chopper bullets thumping when they hit they gonna eat some

Reload, then repeat some

Gunnin trying to bleed some

Moving through the Arizona sun, feel the heat huh

Bitch I'm T'd up, if I up it bet not freeze up

Out here in the desert with my neck on freezer

All my traps doing numbers like the eighties off a beeper

All the smokers and the tweakers hit my phone when they need hit

Dog food got her fiending, Fentynal and Justin Bieber

Knew I was gonna get up out that jungle, I was schemin

Said that I would make it out that struggle, you ain't believe it

I ain't ask for your help, your advice, I never need it

Gave you all of me, reciprocation, ain't receive it

Been misused and mistreated, that shit turned me to a demon

Never learn how to trust, so my heart I had to freeze it

Niggas killed my cousin, when I catch em I'm a bleed em

Same month Ralo got smoked, I couldn't even believe it

He was only sixteen, they killed my nigga for no reason

That's why I don't trust no one, but this nina

Holdin 30 like it's Curry but it hit like Derek Jeter, huh

Pop a nigga like a perc or Xanax, I'm a sleep some

Who the fuck robbing who?

Wrong move, bullets beat some

Bitch I'm T'd up, if I up it bet not freeze up

Bitch I'm really from the TUC