In My Brother I Trust
In my brother I trust
Them boys don't rap
Just be capping too much
That boy can't trap cause he still being dumb
Can't take a nap till I'm up number one (Nah)
My brodie too tough
He say what he want
So a switch is a must
And I play if I want cause she giving it up
Say what she want but I don't give a fuck
And niggas be chumps
Taking the loaf
never fighting for crumbs
Yeah I'm going for gold
You be going for bums
And ya chick wanna kiss me
Be all in my gums
Like Hello, Hello
Ya shorty got curves like a cello
I'm smoking this weed
Got this loud till I'm mellow
Yeah shorty be ratchet
But I love them ghetto
Yeah I get the green like a gecko
Ya girl for the team
On a leash, but no Petco
Never my chick, she get let go
If she for the streets she cant sleep
In my bed, yo
Shorty gone blow like a kettle
My boys hitting greens
Yeah, they shooting for medals
These niggas gone stumble on ten toes
I stand on my ten till I knock on my death door
So in my brother I trust
Niggas want problems
I'll make it a fuss
Niggas want problems
Then tussle we must
Niggas be capping
And claiming they tough
My hitter gone dump
Say on dead dogs, know my hitter gone buss
Talk out his neck and get turned into gump
Put him in a wood
I'll leave that nigga stumped
I'm on my heart break shit like Michaels
Ima pull up all black like Myers
Just switched the attire
Now I popped out in all white
Like a nigga gone sing in the choir
Can't sing like Mariah
Had to stop fucking wit bitches
And step on the field like a striker
I couldn't wife her
Now all her friends started asking
Like do you really even like her (Nah)
And you know, I'm back with the gang
Lex is my brother
We never gone change
If we do, nah we staying the same
Switched up because all you all niggas is lame
Stack it up, got to build up the bank
I been round nigga
It's fuck what u think
In my brother I trust
I never fuck with no niggas
They play undercover
And that's word to my mother
Got to be real
Got to put trust all up in ya brothers
And look out for each other
Me and Lex got it
You know that we ain't never fumble
The way we making rumble
Niggas be talking too much
But they need to stay humble
I'm the king of the jungle
Niggas can't carry they weight
Cause they ain't got the muscle
In my brother I trust
Them boys don't rap
Just be capping too much
That boy can't trap cause he still being dumb
Can't take a nap till I'm up number one (Nah)
My brodie too tough
He say what he want
So a switch is a must
And I play if I want cause she giving it up
Say what she want but I don't give a fuck
Them boys don't rap
Just be capping too much
That boy can't trap cause he still being dumb
Can't take a nap till I'm up number one (Nah)
My brodie too tough
He say what he want
So a switch is a must
And I play if I want cause she giving it up
Say what she want but I don't give a fuck
And niggas be chumps
Taking the loaf
never fighting for crumbs
Yeah I'm going for gold
You be going for bums
And ya chick wanna kiss me
Be all in my gums
Like Hello, Hello
Ya shorty got curves like a cello
I'm smoking this weed
Got this loud till I'm mellow
Yeah shorty be ratchet
But I love them ghetto
Yeah I get the green like a gecko
Ya girl for the team
On a leash, but no Petco
Never my chick, she get let go
If she for the streets she cant sleep
In my bed, yo
Shorty gone blow like a kettle
My boys hitting greens
Yeah, they shooting for medals
These niggas gone stumble on ten toes
I stand on my ten till I knock on my death door
So in my brother I trust
Niggas want problems
I'll make it a fuss
Niggas want problems
Then tussle we must
Niggas be capping
And claiming they tough
My hitter gone dump
Say on dead dogs, know my hitter gone buss
Talk out his neck and get turned into gump
Put him in a wood
I'll leave that nigga stumped
I'm on my heart break shit like Michaels
Ima pull up all black like Myers
Just switched the attire
Now I popped out in all white
Like a nigga gone sing in the choir
Can't sing like Mariah
Had to stop fucking wit bitches
And step on the field like a striker
I couldn't wife her
Now all her friends started asking
Like do you really even like her (Nah)
And you know, I'm back with the gang
Lex is my brother
We never gone change
If we do, nah we staying the same
Switched up because all you all niggas is lame
Stack it up, got to build up the bank
I been round nigga
It's fuck what u think
In my brother I trust
I never fuck with no niggas
They play undercover
And that's word to my mother
Got to be real
Got to put trust all up in ya brothers
And look out for each other
Me and Lex got it
You know that we ain't never fumble
The way we making rumble
Niggas be talking too much
But they need to stay humble
I'm the king of the jungle
Niggas can't carry they weight
Cause they ain't got the muscle
In my brother I trust
Them boys don't rap
Just be capping too much
That boy can't trap cause he still being dumb
Can't take a nap till I'm up number one (Nah)
My brodie too tough
He say what he want
So a switch is a must
And I play if I want cause she giving it up
Say what she want but I don't give a fuck
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Writer(s): Alexis Hoilett
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