My Brothers Lyrics

Us or them man you niggas better pick a side

Tell that little nigga come outside

Tracks leave track on your face like a fucking train

He think he Meech cause this nigga trying to stop the rain

I know niggas hate to see they momma in so much pain

But you got to be a man to get some fucking pape

He bleed like you bleed no need to be scared

Just know keep that thang on you and be prepared

33 hottest in the city

Let's bet a band

Seen Gav out and that little nigga ran

I just bought a leaf blower cause I hate the fan

Hoes out here capping on the gram like I ain't the man

I be dropping all the opps boy let's talk about

Y'all still ain't slide on the block boy let's talk about

Y'all niggas hit for pua and made a couple thousand

Now y'all niggas broker than a bitch boy let's talk about it

Put the lean on my cup now my ice drowning

Bro said he about to make some plays at a couple houses

Got the little bitch on f block sitting on the couch

Nigga thought that we was finna scrap shot him in his mouth

Freaky ass bitch trying to come and pop a bottle

Told the bitch to bring some pape because she not a model

Damn near on top nigga I ain't never stopping

I just caught a nigga out walked him down yeah I shot him

Do a nigga bold 223s to his chest

Matter fact we aiming for his head fuck a vest

My pops been told me nigga pain equals blessings

I'm tryna get a wood or some wok bitch I'm stressing

This my gift bitch leave a nigga red sipping green I call it tris mas

I just walked a nigga down with a nail and a snail I call it fishing

Every chop that I ride around city with coming with extensions

You cuffing on that bitch I'm the one that she saying she missing

Fin a stop him at 3 for my mother fucking brothers

I always got they back but we all got each other

Got the gang with me now and I put that on my mother

If a nigga slide on us we gone leave him in the gutter