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Ayy, nigga play with me, then he gon' meet the reaper
Cash money, boys, if I ain't shit then, I'm my brother's keeper
Bitch, I ain't givin' neck giver the boot just like I'm Derek Jeter
Cut a nigga out the money, play it, change his whole demeanor
We can have the block sweatin' in the coldest season
Brody keep them pints and store them in the coldest freezer
Unky keep checkin' his hip like he still own a beeper
This big bitch, will send a nigga home like he just hoed the teacher
This bitch just asked me how I feel about her, I don't know for real
But ask me how I feel about that money, I say, love kills
I was in the break room of that Lil' Caesars, making drug deals
Say we cook it up, then cut it up and box it like we makin' meals
Unky break his whole thing down to nicks, like that nigga Meek
I can cook two zips in one pan, say my dishes deep
I gotta see niggas stand on business, what you spittin', cheap
Everything we sippin' is expensive, cup from overseas
Gang been hoopin' like it's for the chip, we might go to the league
Pit get kinda vicious, grab that lil' bitch by the collar, ayy
Bitch ain't have no cup, we poured it up in water bottles
If that bitch come off the hip, then don't say shit, don't talk about it, nigga
Cuz jus came lamb truck y'all niggas, get y'all bands up
Put the beam on him make that nigga put his hands up
She was suckin' dick, she had a fit, she had a tantrum
I don't rock with fifties in my shit, I had a band drum
Me and Mel about to hit this party up on M-Block
Need some woods, we about to hit the E&N to make a pit stop
Walk him down from seven feet and now I'm feelin' like I'm Kristaps
I'll smack you bout my bitch and have you feelin' like you Chris Rock
I'm a Gucci thug, I beat it up inside my flip-flops
She don't let you f*ck, she call you over to make TikToks
I'ma beat it up, and when I'm finished, have your hips lockin'
Bullets hit his body, he get to dancin' like he crip-walkin'
Look, all my hoes be knowin' that they hoes
And for my main bitch, you know you got my heart forever yours
Like Calvin Cambridge, I'm bout to take this shit from coast to coast
She told me that she wasn't fuckin', I just told her, adios
Adios, I just had to hit the road
I'm a young nigga thuggin' with my bros
I can never, ever, ever let them go
Even though I feel like f*ck them niggas and they know
Yeah, I'm on my shit, and you know it
Young nigga, I'm on my shit, and I'm flowin
MBK, yeah, they know how we goin
We ain't worried about another crew, yeah, we on it
MBK, I'm my brother's keeper
MBK, I'm my brother's keeper, nigga
MBK, I'm my brother's keeper
Yeah, MBK, yeah, I'm really on this shit
I ain't worried about a nigga, yeah, I'm really on this
Niggas talkin' crazy, but I'm really on it
You ain't really got to worry, I'm on it
Whip, whip, bitch, I'm turnin' on these streets, nah
Flip a nigga whip, make him hit a street sign
Flick, flick, yeah, I'm smokin' on some weed, nah
Yeah, I'm finna hit the flight, and I'm too high
Ooh, yeah
I got Smelly next to me, and he know how we cool
I'm my brother's keeper forever, I can't never cap
These niggas switchin' like the weather, I can't do that
Smelly said, hop on a beat, so I had to do that
Niggas really talkin' crazy, nigga, I'll move that
Ayy, nigga in the whip, yeah, we got two straps
They say you leavin' already, I just had to go back
I'm my brother's keeper, and they know that
Rockin' on these streets, yeah, nigga, we goin' fast
They talkin' bout some beef, but I been off that
Man, I get up in my mode, and I get up on that track
Ayy, nigga play with me, then he gon' meet the reaper
Cash money, boys, if I ain't shit then, I'm my brother's keeper
Bitch, I ain't givin' neck giver the boot just like I'm Derek Jeter
Cut a nigga out the money, play it, change his whole demeanor
We can have the block sweatin' in the coldest season
Brody keep them pints and store them in the coldest freezer
Unky keep checkin' his hip like he still own a beeper
This big bitch, will send a nigga home like he just hoed the teacher
This bitch just asked me how I feel about her, I don't know for real
But ask me how I feel about that money, I say, love kills
I was in the break room of that Lil' Caesars, making drug deals
Say we cook it up, then cut it up and box it like we makin' meals
Unky break his whole thing down to nicks, like that nigga Meek
I can cook two zips in one pan, say my dishes deep
I gotta see niggas stand on business, what you spittin', cheap
Everything we sippin' is expensive, cup from overseas
Gang been hoopin' like it's for the chip, we might go to the league
Pit get kinda vicious, grab that lil' bitch by the collar, ayy
Bitch ain't have no cup, we poured it up in water bottles
If that bitch come off the hip, then don't say shit, don't talk about it, nigga

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