Brothers Lyrics

Said that's my brother (Brodie!)

We some rich ass stunnas

Get a drop top when they runnas

Said that's my brother (Brodie!)

We some rich ass stunnas

Get a drop top when they runnas

Said that's my brother (Brodie!)

We some rich ass stunnas

Get a drop top when they runnas

Said that's my brother (Brodie!)

We some rich ass stunnas

Get a drop top when they runnas, yeah, yeah

Damn, why you turn into a runna

And all my motherfuckas rich on the dunna

Free Melly, Free Tory, Free Thugger (free thug)

Said she want a man coming from the gutta (down there)

We some killas, we sum villains, you a freak

It's just me and my dawgs on the street

I be cruising through the sea, i can't miss a beat

Know I got 100s, I put $40,000 on sum sneaks'

She said that she just want a man with a big dick

I asked her "what is she waiting for" wehit, hit

I'm a man on a mission to get riches, and I feel like all these motherfuckers acting like some bitches

And I know that you got something that you missing

Why you tryna switch on me? You tryna get it?

And i just made the best book that's never wrote, it's just me and my brothers, had the game by it's throat

I put my business on god

We build it up till we standing on top off the opps

Why the fuck they think we will stop?

Me and my brothers, we getting the drop (say what?)

That's a sacrifice I'm willing to make

Keep them all in the bed, and you act like it's fake

Bang bang, goes the sound of the choppa, bullet rain

Bang bang, goes the sound of the choppa, bullet rain

I had this game by the throat since they heard I'm on go, and these opps like they hoes, and that's just how they go, im a killa, this saga I wrote, i turn it to 7, crash out to 11

I turn up my city, it's me and my bredrin (my bredrin)

I just took a trip out to Benin, i cruise out to Mali to Malta in seconds

I'm crashing in Greece, these Apostles type lessons

Act like I'm killing these haters dramatically, wrapping a cord 'round they neck, imma let 'em leave

This the remedy, this why they envy me

This the shit that you'd bump in your 70s

In the smoke room like we popped in the 70s

For my brothers, my others, my remedies

(For my brothers, my others, my remedies)

(For my brothers, my others, my remedies) (Grrah)