From Me Lyrics

Squad, squad, squad, squad, squad

HAH

Any bros the Bros could get a ton from me

Aight, fr

I done served so many bowls

The Bros could get a ton from me

You can't claim to be my opp

You see me then you run from me

Have bro put the beats on you

And up this drum, dummy

Put that bag up on your head

No dumb killers that love money

Ah it's jokes then trunk sonny

If we laugh ain't nothing funny

Quit to slime a nigga out

Wipe his snout, his nose runny

White hoes sniffin coke up in the crib

It got the house dusty

How the fuck you out here slidin' shit

And bitch yo gun rusty

Workin graveyard get it in

Oh that's your trap we breakin' in

Man this shit ain't new to me

Im face to face with death again

Scamm be scamming shit all over

Ayy bro come change the pin

Fuck that show that shit is slow

If I can't get my weapon in

Damn my bitch upset again

Buy a bag to make amends

F'n my bestest friend

We spinnin' blocks in tinted vans

If we robbed your ass before

Lil bitch you gettin' robbed again

We got the lo we at yo doe'

Bitch open up or we poppin' in

Niggas sneak dissin on the gang

like we don't peep it

Droppin' disses on the low key

Actin' like these niggas leaked it

This shit is childish

Why you niggas be hidin' every time we seekin

Just want the racks whatever

Packs that we left

Bitch you can keep it

Bitch I served so many bowls

The bros could get a ton from it

You can't claim to be my opp

You see me then you run from me

Have Bronem put the beats on you

And up this drum dummy

Put that bag up on your head

No dumb killers that love money

Ah it's jokes then trunk sonny

If we laugh ain't nothin' funny

Quick to slime a nigga out

Wipe his snout his nose runny

White hoes sniffin coke up in the crib

It got the house dusty

How the fuck you out here slidin' shit

And bitch yo gun rusty