Brotherly Love (Pt. 2)
Kay Flock, B-Lovee, Dougie B
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Ah, yo, free me, man We see the opps, hop out, man (A Lau on the beat) Keke, DOA The f*ck, nigga, 94K (grrah) OGzK, OYK (grrah) Haha, free my son Deuce (grrah) Free the Blammas (grrah, grrah) Free us, fucked up Hahaha DOA, we gon' turn this shit up (ahh) Patty and 'Migos, she's turnt the f*ck up Other side goofies, they some chumps (they some chumps) .40 kickin' like Bruce Lee, when I dump (don't run) Baba line who, bitch? You dumb Try to line me, I'm dyin' wit' you and my gun (with you and my gun) Grrah, try to line me, I'm dyin' wit' you and my gun (grrah, grrah) I can't lack for a bitch that be on me (that be on me) This .30 got hollows for him and his homies Had to walk on both feet, couldn't get us a stoley Went to shoot at the opps with my doley I was stuck in the streets, I was starting to get lonely (uh-huh) Niggas talking that shit like they know me (like they know me) I done been through the storm, they can't fold me (they can't fold me) All the opps on my dick, tryna clone me (on my dick) Name whatever it is, let it be that (let it be that) Catch 'em leavin' his crib, he won't be back (grrah) Brodie gon' pop out the cut, he won't see that (he won't see that) Shit get real, it's not fake so don't think that (so don't think that) F*ck a day shift (uh-huh), my goons pop out at dark, tryna slay shit (grrah, grrah) Off the patty and 'Migos, she ain't actin' basic (ahh) Free Kay Flock, I can't wait 'til that day hit (grrah-grrah) DOA, we gon' turn this shit up (turn this shit up) Patty and 'Migos, she's turnt the f*ck up (turnt the f*ck up) Other side goofies, they some chumps (they like what?) .40 kickin' like Bruce Lee, when I dump (grrah-grrah-grrah) (don't run) Baba line who, bitch? You dumb (ahh) Try to line me, I'm dyin' wit' you and my gun (with you and my gun) Grrah, try to line me, I'm dyin' wit' you and my gun (grrah-grrah-grrah) You keep jackin' the gang Is you ready to slide or die? Like, put all your pride aside No time for mines, the guys forever gon' ride I don't got a reason to lie (grrah-grrah) R.I.P. JayRipK, he fiendin' to say this He told me, like, "Dougie, these niggas ain't right" Turnt the Y, I move wocky when I don't know why Just a kid wit' the pole, ain't no reason to lie And don't you get caught with that nigga when I'm throwin' shots Like, no, ain't no reason to bop Like, no, I can't go, I'm keepin' my chop So stop, just bool and go get you some guap You popped and hot At any age, you gettin' flocked Like, every opp, they gettin' shot Like, Dougie B, they gon' remember me (grrah-grrah) Miss all the memories Tell 'em, "Free Flock" (grrah-grrah) DOA, we gon' turn this shit up (ahh) (turn this shit up) Patty and 'migos, she's turnt the f*ck up (like, what? Like, what?) Other side goofies, they some chumps (they some chumps) .40 kickin' like Bruce Lee, when I dump (grrah-grrah-grrah) Baba line who, bitch? You dumb Try to line me, I'm dyin' wit' you and my gun (with you and my gun) (don't run, don't trip) Grrah, try to line me, I'm dyin' wit' you and my gun (grrah-grrah-grrah) Free Flocka
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Written by: Adrian Lau, Arion Howard, Kevin Perez, Matthew Robert Marvin, Quayshawn Cannon
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