BrothërFriëndTwin

My brother my friend my twin so let's run up the money the M's You telling me you is my friend so let's count the money up the in's The snakes we can't let them in The fakes we can't let them in So let's do this shit till the end So let's do this shit till the end Got to wake up and count that money in the rainy days and when it's sunny Remember them days in the trap when it was cold wit my twin both our nose was runny Now them days don't exist Naw them days will never exist Naw Rocking the frow with the twist Naw we only see sunny days in this bitch Got to pop out with my twin on a sunny day pop out with them racks on us Now we pop out wit my twin gle tonka with the hoes want us My brother my friend my twin My brother my friend my twin My brother my friend my twin so let's get to the m's to the end