Yo
Bitch I'm like yo
Why are you messing with my bros
Bitch I'm about to let it go
Don't make me break your fucking nose
Bitch I'm like yo
Why are you messing with my bros
Bitch I'm about to let it go
Don't make me break your fucking nose
Don't fuck with my bros
We got fucking choppas
Watch your mouth when you're
Talking to my brothers
I'm the best at knocking out these suckers
You don't know us we are crazy motherfuckers
Bitch I got that vitamin b
Bad ass nigga from germany
All of my bros are fucking Gs
They the ones you don't want to see
My Bros go to war for free
Don't fuck with em dont fuck with me
We put holes in places where your
Motherfucking brain should be
And I just hate to see, people go against
Me myself and I my squad my fam and all my fans
No offence but I can't realy stand
What you have planned
You get slapped, you get stabbed
You get shot, you get send
To my fucked up friends and
You're never coming back
Locked up for your life
You're inside our trap
No one is hearing you
Tryna call for help
That's what happens when
You fuck with my friends
Bitch I'm like yo
Why are you messing with my bros
Bitch I'm about to let it go
Don't make me break your fucking nose
Bitch I'm like yo
Why are you messing with my bros
Bitch I'm about to let it go
Don't make me break your fucking nose
Look at my hand doing butterfly tricks
Nigga my mind is dark
Feel like Heath Ledger, yeah
Do you wanna know how I got these scars
Don't fuck with us, we've been in wars
I need some guns and expensive cars
All of my thoughts, should be inside of a
Supermax prison located on mars
Getting my guns of the darknet market
Mess with my bros and you're my next target
High IQ but I go retarded
When it goes down I'm about to start it
Can't afford it to go crazy, no one here is save
All this damage only cause I don't like to behave
Don't talk to me when I pull up with
My niggas and we are stepping out of a car
With a gun in my pants and a knife in my hands
And a fist that can break any jaw
Breaking the law, breaking your spirit
I'm breaking the heart of your dirty ass bitch
Only when I can take are of
My brothers I'm yelling I'm finaly rich
I threw these haters away
Cause they don't want me to shine
I threw these fakers away
Cause they were waisting my time
My brothers came and they stayed
While everybody has left
We are making papers allday
You can not stop us from that
Why are you messing with my bros
Bitch I'm about to let it go
Don't make me break your fucking nose
Bitch I'm like yo
Why are you messing with my bros
Bitch I'm about to let it go
Don't make me break your fucking nose
Don't fuck with my bros
We got fucking choppas
Watch your mouth when you're
Talking to my brothers
I'm the best at knocking out these suckers
You don't know us we are crazy motherfuckers
Bitch I got that vitamin b
Bad ass nigga from germany
All of my bros are fucking Gs
They the ones you don't want to see
My Bros go to war for free
Don't fuck with em dont fuck with me
We put holes in places where your
Motherfucking brain should be
And I just hate to see, people go against
Me myself and I my squad my fam and all my fans
No offence but I can't realy stand
What you have planned
You get slapped, you get stabbed
You get shot, you get send
To my fucked up friends and
You're never coming back
Locked up for your life
You're inside our trap
No one is hearing you
Tryna call for help
That's what happens when
You fuck with my friends
Bitch I'm like yo
Why are you messing with my bros
Bitch I'm about to let it go
Don't make me break your fucking nose
Bitch I'm like yo
Why are you messing with my bros
Bitch I'm about to let it go
Don't make me break your fucking nose
Look at my hand doing butterfly tricks
Nigga my mind is dark
Feel like Heath Ledger, yeah
Do you wanna know how I got these scars
Don't fuck with us, we've been in wars
I need some guns and expensive cars
All of my thoughts, should be inside of a
Supermax prison located on mars
Getting my guns of the darknet market
Mess with my bros and you're my next target
High IQ but I go retarded
When it goes down I'm about to start it
Can't afford it to go crazy, no one here is save
All this damage only cause I don't like to behave
Don't talk to me when I pull up with
My niggas and we are stepping out of a car
With a gun in my pants and a knife in my hands
And a fist that can break any jaw
Breaking the law, breaking your spirit
I'm breaking the heart of your dirty ass bitch
Only when I can take are of
My brothers I'm yelling I'm finaly rich
I threw these haters away
Cause they don't want me to shine
I threw these fakers away
Cause they were waisting my time
My brothers came and they stayed
While everybody has left
We are making papers allday
You can not stop us from that
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Writer(s): Cyber Jelly
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