IHeartBro Lyrics

Hey man, let's do this shit

I already got my friends in the car, man

My bro lookin' like a snail

Let's go. Let's go, man

I'm ready

Guns and my glock

Got a 2020 Glock

Rolling in the whip

That bitch call' be the bitch

I rhyme bitch with bitch

But I'ma get a stitch

I got homies in the back

They ready, with a snack

Moves, I got moves

Making all them whooves

My lyrics ain't make sense

Bitch, I'ma defense

Bitch, I'ma crack

Think that guy on crack

I'ma take it back

When I get back, bitch, it's smack

My homie fuckin' zesty

But he still my bestie

While he fuckin' tickle

it's fat fuckin' pickle

While he tickle

yeah, he wierd

Aye

Yo, he fuckin' weird, man

I couldn't do this shit anymore

I'ma start tweakin' hell out, man

Let's go

My homie be so weird and stupid

Aye

My homie be so dumb he's Cupid

My homie, he don't got no girl

But neither do I So I'ma buy a pearl

Bitch, I love my bro

No fuckin' diddy

Bitch, I love my bro

No fuckin' diddy

Yo

Bitch, I love my bro

Yeah, that shit no diddy

But I'ma pull up when we kinda fat fitty

Cause I got stacks of cash

Upon stacks of racks

Got ten bucks to my name

But I got tons of plaques

I framed my first dollar from the dogshit music

My music ain't even pay for water or a tear

But you already know that bitch I'm drinking beer

I been doin' this shit for nearly a full year

And all this shit finna make me shed a tear

Yeah

Pow, pow, pow

Yeah, yeah

Just let me go

Just let me go

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Ooh

Yeah

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Oh, yeah

Oh, yeah