Bros lyrics

[Intro]
You know what the f*ck goin' on
Ayy, b*tch, on gang
LilDre556 on this b*tch, n*gga
Dre556 on this b*tch, red dot him, spot him
On gang, alright

[Chorus]
Ayy, b*tch, yeah, you know I rock out for the bros
And my glizzy exotic, put sh*t on my pole
How you trap, but n*gga never seen a bowl?
How you trap, but n*gga seen a load?
I was out in that blizzard, ayy, that sh*t got cold
b*tch, I caught a opp lackin', he ain't have his pole
And who real in this sh*t, n*gga, you never know

[Verse]
Put that sh*t on his fro, then b*tch, I'm gettin' low
Mama said the jakes gon' lock me up, ayy, can't get caught by the po'
I bet they won't catch a n*gga no more
And my slime out the window, he crackin' the 4
Got n*ggas mad 'cause we beat up his bro
Nah, them boys prolly mad 'cause we f*cked on they ho'
He ain't stick to the plan, so we switched up the code
I got so many shots, I ain't gotta reload
So many muhf*ckas done tried to slime me out, b*tch, I don't know who my woe
b*tch, I don't know who my bro
b*tch, I don't know who gon' blow
Ayy, Lil Dre stay on 10, b*tch, I swear he won't go
Try set me up, thought you was bro
She wouldn't f*ck back then, so that's a no
b*tch, I beat from the back like I beat up the load
b*tch, I beat up the pack, yeah, I get this sh*t gone
Young trap n*gga, I don't talk on no phone
After I hit, b*tch, leave me alone
I'm on that block, b*tch, smokin' that strong
Chiefin' at dead opps, sh*t almost gone
Swear it feel like bro ain't never leave the zone
Ayy, I'm callin' yo' phone but I know that you gone
Type sh*t make a n*gga cry when he home
Ayy, I'm missin' you, n*gga, don't think that you gone
You the same young n*gga, you realer than wrong
Ayy, that sh*t hurt me bad, feel like I broke a bone
Same sh*t got a n*gga changin' his tone
Same sh*t got me not pickin' up phones
I'on know what's right, b*tch, I'on know what's wrong
I'm playing this sh*t off the head, off the dome
Ayy, b*tch, I walk up in that mode
I ain't even tryna rhyme, I'm just makin' a song
Same n*gga dissin' me just got gone
n*ggas using my name that I don't even know
b*tch, I aim out the window, I'm swangin' the door
Try to dive in that water, I tell 'em don't choke
And I know n*ggas billy, I got n*ggas fold
Everything that I got, got that sh*t with the bros
Run down on that fan, and that n*gga, he froze
We ain't clappin' at feet, we ain't clappin' at toes
I hit sh*t in the head when this sh*t for the bros
Call him Rudolph, red beam on his nose
He ain't gettin' no tissue, we wipin' that nose
Put the fire on his ass, make that boy strike a pose
He been wolfin' me bad, n*gga, don't get exposed
Got n*ggas using my name 'cause these n*ggas be hoes
And they ain't really slidin' on sh*t 'cause they sharin' they poles
Lil neck b*tch, she tryna f*ck on the bros
Never switched up, I'm never breakin' that code
Now this sh*t make a f*ck n*gga jump like a toad
Ayy, come to the street b*tch, come to the road
And them boys on that same sh*t, sh*t gettin' old
[Chorus]
Yeah, ayy, you know I rock out for the bros
My glizzy exotic, put sh*t on my pole
How you trap, but n*gga never seen a bowl?
How you trap, but n*gga seen a load?
I was out in that blizzard, ayy, that sh*t got cold
b*tch, I caught a opp lackin', he ain't have his pole
And who real in this sh*t, n*gga, you never know