Da Bros
It's Big Broke Boy shit, ya niggas know the vibes man (Sco)
It's the mob man (Uh, look)
They like Sco that nigga, he super tough
I'm tryna fuck, lil bitch wassup
You a super thot, I could never cuff
Sipping on muddy, shit got me stuck
Heard they plotting on me like I give a fuck (Yea, yea)
Heard they plotting on me like I give a fuck (Yea, yea)
They cap early morning to sun down
See a opp, run down
Hit his block, spun round
He was moving wocky, got gunned down
I'm a man, Ima take all that came for me
I can't love you, I know you won't change for me
By my lonely, this shit ain't the same for me
I just pray you could take all this pain from me
Sully did 3 but he back
Free Danna, he ain't rat
You flex for the gram you flex for your mans
While I'm flexing on these tracks (Look)
They tried to spin on me, gave em L's
Can't get no wins on me, raising hell
If I got the thing on me, might as well
Pull out, make it ring on em, send em shells
I'll pull it for the bro's
Catch a bullet for the bro's
Don't get stupid with the bro's
Don't want to but I'll do it for the bro's
Not my bro can't hang
Broke boy, gang gang
Talk down, hang man
Run down, bang bang
I'll pull it for the bro's
Catch a bullet for the bro's
Don't get stupid with the bro's
Don't want to but I'll do it for the bro's
Not my bro can't hang
Broke boy, gang gang
Talk down, hang man
Run down, bang bang
It's the mob man (Uh, look)
They like Sco that nigga, he super tough
I'm tryna fuck, lil bitch wassup
You a super thot, I could never cuff
Sipping on muddy, shit got me stuck
Heard they plotting on me like I give a fuck (Yea, yea)
Heard they plotting on me like I give a fuck (Yea, yea)
They cap early morning to sun down
See a opp, run down
Hit his block, spun round
He was moving wocky, got gunned down
I'm a man, Ima take all that came for me
I can't love you, I know you won't change for me
By my lonely, this shit ain't the same for me
I just pray you could take all this pain from me
Sully did 3 but he back
Free Danna, he ain't rat
You flex for the gram you flex for your mans
While I'm flexing on these tracks (Look)
They tried to spin on me, gave em L's
Can't get no wins on me, raising hell
If I got the thing on me, might as well
Pull out, make it ring on em, send em shells
I'll pull it for the bro's
Catch a bullet for the bro's
Don't get stupid with the bro's
Don't want to but I'll do it for the bro's
Not my bro can't hang
Broke boy, gang gang
Talk down, hang man
Run down, bang bang
I'll pull it for the bro's
Catch a bullet for the bro's
Don't get stupid with the bro's
Don't want to but I'll do it for the bro's
Not my bro can't hang
Broke boy, gang gang
Talk down, hang man
Run down, bang bang
Credits
Writer(s): Francisco Delacruz
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