bruddas (feat. OxyDecay!)

(Hahaha) (Damon) I got a couple shooters, and we be totin' poles I pass this bitch to my bro, that's a pick and roll I might just cut you off, then put it in a song How you say you my brother But then you do me wrong? If we got a problem, that's on you I ain't really playing by the rules I'm fuckin' this hoe and her friend I like my bitches in twos I got some racks up in my pocket Steady be countin' blues People gon' switch up on you They won't even have no clue My opps they gotta do they homework on me, I'm that dude Cause I know that I'll never lose Yea, get that shit tattooed How you think you can beat me in my own game, you a fool I'm posted wit my British homie posted wit' Abdul You always goin' round sayin' you somethin that you not That's why we smoke on yo' brother We smoke him just like pot If it come down to you and me I'll kill you, let you rot Shoutout my brudda Oxy We just passed our opps like thots I left his body just to rot I take his hoe, she give me top Ain't even know that she a bop Oh, she got me hard just like a rock I'm the greatest, you can't mop Hit you with that fuckin' fire Til your body fuckin' drops I know I'm different, baby Can't say the same bout you I got her stuck on me, just like a tattoo And no, I ain't mad at you Won't let hoes ruin my mood I'm the flyest fuckin' dude walkin' in the room I'll never switch up on my brothers never do that shit If you gon' talk on lil Capo I swear you could get hit You not rockin' no real shit, your fit is counterfeit I'm sick of all the dickriding, I'm so out of it