BROTHERLY LOVE (feat. GLEESTAR PESO)
Aw brotherly love
You did good Jayden
You rock boy
Yeah
We 4L bitch, we gon' make this sick
We gon' slide through yo hood
We gon ride through your hood with a big ol' stick
They don't like my fist
So I punched his bitch in the mouth okay now
Listen up all you Lil bitches is gay now
Under my belt is a little bitty K now
Blatt, Blatt, Blatt, Blatt
All my niggas is Blatt's yeah, all my bitches is slatt's yeah
Blatt, Blatt, Blatt, Blatt
Got the whole hood on my back
Sending my niggas and goons we know where you at
Had to up score Lil bitch had body
Turn a main bitch to a motherfuckin' thottie
Turn a punk nigga to a motherfuckin' zombie
Niggas play hide and seek never come find me
Shoot with the Glock and it sounds like a Tommy
Shoot with the Glock and it sounds like a Tommy
Last nigga try to act tough, tough
Bullets they touch they rough, rough
Bitch you just like a cigarette I play yo ass for buzz, Haha
In the trap with a black hoodie, Bitch
Give me all the loot and the goodies, Bitch
Got a badass bitch she a rookie, Bitch
Got a Glock with a switch it's fully, Bitch
She hates when I lie so I lie to her face
I been sipping on maple lord help me all day
I got Marni on me and my chest and my ass
I got labels they calling and we ready to spazz
And shoutout my x's they loving Yung Flacko
And I'm an odd nigga and you know that we droppin'
Somebody come get these bodies on dollies
Stupid Lil bitches they loving my body
We 4L bitch, we gon' make this sick
We gon' slide through yo hood
We gon ride through your hood with a big ol' stick
They don't like my fist
So I punched his bitch in the mouth okay now
Listen up all you Lil bitches is gay now
Under my belt is a little bitty K now
Blatt, Blatt, Blatt, Blatt
All my niggas is Blatt's yeah, all my bitches is slatt's yeah
Blatt, Blatt, Blatt, Blatt
Got the whole hood on my back
Sending my niggas and goons we know where you at
Damn, Yeah
When peso run up we in this bitch
Shoot a fuck nigga in his face he a snitch
Got Glock FN's extended clips, Whole lotta choppas and a 556
Run in his crib and we taking his shit
We from the trapping and you know it's a blitz
Got catfished by a big booty bitch
Ride round CLT with a brick in the back, Niggas know we selling them packs
Ride round in yo hood yeah, Ride round with yo boo yeah
Play round with my T bone bitch, Me and my niggas we never gon' miss
Let the Glock go let it take a piss, And look at how pretty my Lil bitches is
Sick
I can flip that shit and make it right back, Brr
I ain't no trapper but I love this shit, I love this shit I'll die for it
And she do suck dick with a little bit of kiss, Little bit of kiss ya bitch
I'm fucking on sluts my Lana bitch, Go
I got it for free ain't shit on sale, Rocking Givenchy and I pull up my belt
Call me a trump cause I'm making shit great
Painted her face and she loving the taste
I got it on me when you run up on her
As soon as I leave they going bezerk
She got on her knees just to beg for a purse
Yeah
We 4L bitch, we gon' make this sick
We gon' slide through yo hood
We gon ride through your hood with a big ol' stick
They don't like my fist
So I punched his bitch in the mouth okay now
Listen up all you Lil bitches is gay now
Under my belt is a little bitty K now
Blatt, Blatt, Blatt, Blatt
All my niggas is Blatt's yeah, all my bitches is slatt's yeah
Blatt, Blatt, Blatt, Blatt
Got the whole hood on my back
Sending my niggas and goons we know where you at
You did good Jayden
You rock boy
Yeah
We 4L bitch, we gon' make this sick
We gon' slide through yo hood
We gon ride through your hood with a big ol' stick
They don't like my fist
So I punched his bitch in the mouth okay now
Listen up all you Lil bitches is gay now
Under my belt is a little bitty K now
Blatt, Blatt, Blatt, Blatt
All my niggas is Blatt's yeah, all my bitches is slatt's yeah
Blatt, Blatt, Blatt, Blatt
Got the whole hood on my back
Sending my niggas and goons we know where you at
Had to up score Lil bitch had body
Turn a main bitch to a motherfuckin' thottie
Turn a punk nigga to a motherfuckin' zombie
Niggas play hide and seek never come find me
Shoot with the Glock and it sounds like a Tommy
Shoot with the Glock and it sounds like a Tommy
Last nigga try to act tough, tough
Bullets they touch they rough, rough
Bitch you just like a cigarette I play yo ass for buzz, Haha
In the trap with a black hoodie, Bitch
Give me all the loot and the goodies, Bitch
Got a badass bitch she a rookie, Bitch
Got a Glock with a switch it's fully, Bitch
She hates when I lie so I lie to her face
I been sipping on maple lord help me all day
I got Marni on me and my chest and my ass
I got labels they calling and we ready to spazz
And shoutout my x's they loving Yung Flacko
And I'm an odd nigga and you know that we droppin'
Somebody come get these bodies on dollies
Stupid Lil bitches they loving my body
We 4L bitch, we gon' make this sick
We gon' slide through yo hood
We gon ride through your hood with a big ol' stick
They don't like my fist
So I punched his bitch in the mouth okay now
Listen up all you Lil bitches is gay now
Under my belt is a little bitty K now
Blatt, Blatt, Blatt, Blatt
All my niggas is Blatt's yeah, all my bitches is slatt's yeah
Blatt, Blatt, Blatt, Blatt
Got the whole hood on my back
Sending my niggas and goons we know where you at
Damn, Yeah
When peso run up we in this bitch
Shoot a fuck nigga in his face he a snitch
Got Glock FN's extended clips, Whole lotta choppas and a 556
Run in his crib and we taking his shit
We from the trapping and you know it's a blitz
Got catfished by a big booty bitch
Ride round CLT with a brick in the back, Niggas know we selling them packs
Ride round in yo hood yeah, Ride round with yo boo yeah
Play round with my T bone bitch, Me and my niggas we never gon' miss
Let the Glock go let it take a piss, And look at how pretty my Lil bitches is
Sick
I can flip that shit and make it right back, Brr
I ain't no trapper but I love this shit, I love this shit I'll die for it
And she do suck dick with a little bit of kiss, Little bit of kiss ya bitch
I'm fucking on sluts my Lana bitch, Go
I got it for free ain't shit on sale, Rocking Givenchy and I pull up my belt
Call me a trump cause I'm making shit great
Painted her face and she loving the taste
I got it on me when you run up on her
As soon as I leave they going bezerk
She got on her knees just to beg for a purse
Yeah
We 4L bitch, we gon' make this sick
We gon' slide through yo hood
We gon ride through your hood with a big ol' stick
They don't like my fist
So I punched his bitch in the mouth okay now
Listen up all you Lil bitches is gay now
Under my belt is a little bitty K now
Blatt, Blatt, Blatt, Blatt
All my niggas is Blatt's yeah, all my bitches is slatt's yeah
Blatt, Blatt, Blatt, Blatt
Got the whole hood on my back
Sending my niggas and goons we know where you at
Credits
Writer(s): Sinners Only, Baby Flacko & Imaoddnigga
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