Bro Lyrics

Gotta lotta dough but I need some mo

Street gets cold better keep a coat

Thuggin wit youngin he a feen for smoke

Pop up out the cut like you seen a ghost

Gave too many niggas my trust

Ran outta love ion need nomo

Devil playing in my thoughts

Got me feening for blood

Now I'm lookin weed to smoke

I ain't secure , I just don't like lies so it's hard to keep a hoe

If I ever do time is you gone ride ? that's sum I need to know

We commit some crimes , built a bond so hell yeah , that's my bro

For me ? He gone up the score

For him? Ima let it blow

Got foreign bitch from overseas I invest in Rosetta Stone

I fuck her then I'm gone

Hoe need a passport to get back home

& these niggas just like these bitches

Niggas start dickriding to get on

Over here it's only the fam

Ain't no new niggas round me homes

Whole time knew you wasn't my dawg, I feel like Sherlock Holmes

Trappin hard I'm duckin laws so I need like 2,3 phones

Trappin boomin all thru the night my bitch think it's from my hoes

Pack her mouth just like a U-Haul damn that lil bitch can take a load

Say her favorite song back & better

Cutthroat cold lil savage fella

Fuck his hoe , gave her back forever

Now they on Facebook wit matching sweaters

Hoe say she wish we could last forever

Ex hoe wanna get back together

See how a young nigga pop my shit

Walk in the bank I can smash the teller

Strictly Business no time for jokes

So many bad bitches on a boat that if ya ..

Add one more this bitch might sink

Throw money in the air and I watch it float

Wash my hands inside the sink

Cut my grass and watch it grow

Cause these niggas ain't real as you think

In his eyes I see a hoe

You ain't my kind you ain't my woe

Straight from the block nigga LongLive Woe

I ain't no slime but I'll wipe yo nose

This shit get grimey behind this dough

If you outside better keep yo pole

at my show it's on me fasho

Pour me a 4 got me moving slow

Get in wit me while it's cheap and low

Gotta lotta dough but I need some mo

Street gets cold better keep a coat

Thuggin wit youngin he a feen for smoke

Pop up out the cut like you seen a ghost

Gave too many niggas my trust

Ran outta love ion need nomo

Devil playing in my thoughts

Got me feening for blood

Now I'm lookin weed to smoke

I ain't secure , I just don't like lies so it's hard to keep a hoe

If I ever do time is you gone ride ? that's sum I need to know

We commit some crimes , built a bond so hell yeah , that's my bro

For me ? He gone up the score

For him? Ima let it blow