Fratelli!

I'm thinking bout cuttin' em off I'm thinking bout gettin this money, and stackin them hundreds and cuttin' em off Can't talk bout' my lil bruh ima get that Glock and knock you off Can't run no game by Jay ima get that stick and knock you off Cause that's my lil brother fasho Me and bruh back to back just like drake Talk down on bruh ima pull out the k Lil bruh hate when i pour up Lil bruh hate when i sip drank Lil bruh hate when i roll up Lil bruh hate when i smoke dank Lil bruh we bout' to blow up Way way quicker than you think And i know she gon' lie to me And i know she gon' cry to me But my lil bruh gon' ride for me I know she ain't bout' honesty And i could see that constantly But my lil bruh gon' slide for me And that's my brother forever You could always hit my phone i swear i'm down for whatever That's my twizzy That's my twin That's my slime That's my parter in crime If that's my codefendant, man i promise I'll do the time (Damn nigga, you got three days until you graduate And three months until i go back to high school you gotta make this shit happen) I'm thinking bout cuttin' em off Im thinking bout gettin this money, and stackin them hundreds and cuttin' em off Can't talk bout' my lil bruh ima get that glock and knock you off Can't run no game by Jay ima get that stick and knock you off Cause that's my lil brother fasho (I'm knowing bruh like, this shit, yo i'm tellin' you this shit boutta be) I'm thinking bout cuttin' em off Im thinking bout gettin this money, and stackin them hundreds and cuttin' em off Can't talk bout' my lil bruh ima get that glock and knock you off Can't run no game by Jay ima get that stick and knock you off Cause that's my lil brother fasho