Wayans Brothers

Lyrics

[Intro] (Krown, you a fool for this shit, nigga) We're brothers We're happy and we're singin' and we're colored [Verse] Ain't been in the studio for two months, time to get active Fucked that lil' bitch at the trap on a air mattress My opp shot two times and miss, he need target practice Hold up some Wock' in the stu', I'm finna talk tremendous Nah, for real, for real I could've been signed to a label, I turned down mills My bitch just kicked over my cup, that's two lines he spilled He say he got a Scat, he pulled up in a Bonneville Your car cost the same damn price I spend on my wheels She say, "Kasher, why you fuckin' me like that? You givin' me chills" I'm finna meet up with my uncle, he givin' me pills He say he got the 'bows, that nigga workin' at Foreman Mills I whipped out 10K on a bitch Just bought a Draco, spent 2K for the stick This old bitch wanna fuck me, 2K for this dick That one crazy-ass method, 4K for that bitch Do you got a Chase? Doin' 5K instantly I feel like trickin' tonight, goin' trick-or-treatin' I ain't really crispy right now, just lookin' decent These shoes on my feet, the nigga that made 'em don't speak no English