BrodiThugN

Lyrics

[Intro] Blatt Woah, woah Woah, woah Da Don, Da Don [Chorus] Get up and get out, I'm standin' ten toes Nigga, you a rat, we know that you told Pull up on a nigga block and aim at his fitted You backin' that shit, yeah, it come wit' consequences These niggas tell they fold by they penny-pinchin' I teach the class, fuck nigga, just listen Yeah, you better work you one, stay wit' the strap, boot up in the kitchen Fuck nigga play, make his ass Bobby Brown Potato on the stick, it don't make a sound I got a shooter, that boy keep a frown Fuck nigga play, yeah, this shit goin' down On the B hunned, play wit' hunned round Blitt-blitt-blitt, yeah, that's the chopper sound Brodinski, what the fuck brackin'? These niggas play wit' my ape, get to clappin' [Verse] I can't chill wit' no bih', yeah, that's a no Smoke a fuck nigga just like a Newport Yeah, they say my flow too mofuckin' dope Pull up on a bitch nigga, I'ma let it go I'm a fat nigga, can't fit on a boat Got a lot of shooters lookin' through the peephole We will slide, nigga, yeah, you know how that go Tell that lil' bitch get the racks off the floor I just had to go up Fanta, just po'ed up These niggas bitches I know they ain't wit' it Fuck nigga play wit' the gang, chopper eat you Catch him outside of his show, get to fishin' Uh, yeah, it's a B on my fitted I ain't got to say a word, nigga just simp All of my niggas, they bangin' right side Turn a nigga whole block to a fish fry [Chorus] Get up and get out, I'm standin' ten toes Nigga, you a rat, we know that you told Pull up on a nigga block and aim at his fitted You backin' that shit, yeah, it come wit' consequences These niggas tell they fold by they penny-pinchin' I teach the class, fuck nigga, just listen Yeah, you better work you one, stay wit' the strap, boot up in the kitchen Fuck nigga play, make his ass Bobby Brown Potato on the stick, it don't make a sound I got a shooter, that boy keep a frown Fuck nigga play, yeah, this shit goin' down On the B hunned, play wit' hunned round Blitt-blitt-blitt, yeah, that's the chopper sound Brodinski, what the fuck brackin'? These niggas play wit' my ape, get to clappin'