The Brothers Karamazov (feat. Playy)
If your prices so competitive then throw me something
I broke my back now niggas act like they don't owe me nothing
I'm on attack we in the back lil' bitch you know its jumping
We have a spat 'bout this and that come men and blow your pumpkin
Adjust my hat I spit and sat this nigga know he fronting
If you get whacked and fade to black then it ain't no discussion
Hope you don't lack just close the latch you know I'm at the function
Roll something fat then lay you flat then pour some Robitussin
Just had my brother spend a ticket when you trying to kick it
Brought the badminton and it's wicked we ain't playing cricket
Man I just let her hear a snippet now this bitch is tripping
Man all this pimping that I'm flicking cost a Scottie Pippen
Who is that at my door?
Bitch I'm lit, I don't know
Might get hit, never know
Hit my shit, got her so
Little drank, lotta Dro
I got shit, for the low
Ease into it, I'm a pro
Where's your lick?
Gotta go
Who is that at my door?
Bitch I'm lit, I don't know
Might get hit, never know
Hit my shit, I got snow
Little drank, lotta Dro
I got shit, for the low
Ease into it, I'm a pro
Where's your lick?
Gotta go
I broke my back now niggas act like they don't owe me nothing
I'm on attack we in the back lil' bitch you know its jumping
We have a spat 'bout this and that come men and blow your pumpkin
Adjust my hat I spit and sat this nigga know he fronting
If you get whacked and fade to black then it ain't no discussion
Hope you don't lack just close the latch you know I'm at the function
Roll something fat then lay you flat then pour some Robitussin
Just had my brother spend a ticket when you trying to kick it
Brought the badminton and it's wicked we ain't playing cricket
Man I just let her hear a snippet now this bitch is tripping
Man all this pimping that I'm flicking cost a Scottie Pippen
Who is that at my door?
Bitch I'm lit, I don't know
Might get hit, never know
Hit my shit, got her so
Little drank, lotta Dro
I got shit, for the low
Ease into it, I'm a pro
Where's your lick?
Gotta go
Who is that at my door?
Bitch I'm lit, I don't know
Might get hit, never know
Hit my shit, I got snow
Little drank, lotta Dro
I got shit, for the low
Ease into it, I'm a pro
Where's your lick?
Gotta go
Credits
Writer(s): Renaldo Mcclinton
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