How about I just give you my whole lot
Where do you come from, Yuki
Alex is my brother
He came with my brother, too
Ella Fire, my brother
Ella Drivers, I can't load
And Alex, my brother
Helped me through shit I can't do
All my brothers standing tall
And if I ball, we all gon' ball
Not a few down, yeah
Not a few down, I'm just one call
Working on sales, yeah
If I blow up, you know I'm, uh
Yeah, and Pablo, my brother, too
Don't think I forgot about you
For them niggas on this shit
Yeah, we put them niggas on mute
Uh-huh, and the dog, my brother, is true
I know my brothers right or wrong
Some shit I'm down to prove
You know my brothers sing my songs
Bitches have on low
You know lil' Tommy write them songs
Bitch blasting out his roof
Got some brothers flying you out
Run you out your shoes
And all my brothers helped me out
I just had to stay in tune, huh
Can't f*ck with no traitor, nah
Remember that bad I was on
I was in my room for countless hours
Trying to make it out
I got soft from KB now
So damn close to Summers now
Know when I was coming up
I tried to mimic his damn sound
And I'm still trying to do it
Yeah, I'm working, trying to prove it
I'm still trying to do so much
I'm probably not gon' do it
But a bad bitch from the South
Ain't really want to pass around
Yeah, she with my brothers now
What a clown
She said, I got a dog in me
Yeah, I got me a hound
I'm smoking God damn loud on me
Shit I didn't prove and I'm proud
Pug in bikini, give me my crown
F*ck with them niggas, they know what I'm bout
I just stick to what I took me around
Can't believe what I have found
I got my brothers with me
Money stretching like it's Wimby
And these bitches on my line
They steady singing
With my brothers we can't lose
No deciding for me too
And we hopping in the coupe
Yeah, yeah, yeah
You said that you f*ck with me
I don't really f*ck with you
Only f*cking with my crew
Only f*cking with a few
Saving all these niggas, you be with the fiends
I was with my niggas, we smoking gasoline
Rollin' up on me, I ain't got this band
Shit ain't sweet, nigga, ain't what you think
Yeah, this ain't what you think
Really in this shit
Really in this shit
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English
How about I just give you my whole lot
Where do you come from, Yuki
Alex is my brother
He came with my brother, too
Ella Fire, my brother
Ella Drivers, I can't load
And Alex, my brother
Helped me through shit I can't do
All my brothers standing tall
And if I ball, we all gon' ball
Not a few down, yeah
Not a few down, I'm just one call
Working on sales, yeah
If I blow up, you know I'm, uh
Yeah, and Pablo, my brother, too
Don't think I forgot about you
For them niggas on this shit
Yeah, we put them niggas on mute
Uh-huh, and the dog, my brother, is true
I know my brothers right or wrong
Some shit I'm down to prove
You know my brothers sing my songs
Bitches have on low
You know lil' Tommy write them songs
Bitch blasting out his roof
Got some brothers flying you out
Run you out your shoes
And all my brothers helped me out
I just had to stay in tune, huh
Can't f*ck with no traitor, nah
Remember that bad I was on
I was in my room for countless hours
Trying to make it out
I got soft from KB now
So damn close to Summers now
Know when I was coming up
I tried to mimic his damn sound
And I'm still trying to do it
Yeah, I'm working, trying to prove it
I'm still trying to do so much
I'm probably not gon' do it
But a bad bitch from the South
Ain't really want to pass around
Yeah, she with my brothers now
What a clown
She said, I got a dog in me
Yeah, I got me a hound
I'm smoking God damn loud on me
Shit I didn't prove and I'm proud
Pug in bikini, give me my crown
F*ck with them niggas, they know what I'm bout
I just stick to what I took me around
Can't believe what I have found
I got my brothers with me
Money stretching like it's Wimby
And these bitches on my line
They steady singing
With my brothers we can't lose
No deciding for me too
And we hopping in the coupe
Yeah, yeah, yeah
You said that you f*ck with me
I don't really f*ck with you
Only f*cking with my crew
Only f*cking with a few
Saving all these niggas, you be with the fiends
I was with my niggas, we smoking gasoline
Rollin' up on me, I ain't got this band
Shit ain't sweet, nigga, ain't what you think
Yeah, this ain't what you think
Really in this shit
Really in this shit
Where do you come from, Yuki
Alex is my brother
He came with my brother, too
Ella Fire, my brother
Ella Drivers, I can't load
And Alex, my brother
Helped me through shit I can't do
All my brothers standing tall
And if I ball, we all gon' ball
Not a few down, yeah
Not a few down, I'm just one call
Working on sales, yeah
If I blow up, you know I'm, uh
Yeah, and Pablo, my brother, too
Don't think I forgot about you
For them niggas on this shit
Yeah, we put them niggas on mute
Uh-huh, and the dog, my brother, is true
I know my brothers right or wrong
Some shit I'm down to prove
You know my brothers sing my songs
Bitches have on low
You know lil' Tommy write them songs
Bitch blasting out his roof
Got some brothers flying you out
Run you out your shoes
And all my brothers helped me out
I just had to stay in tune, huh
Can't f*ck with no traitor, nah
Remember that bad I was on
I was in my room for countless hours
Trying to make it out
I got soft from KB now
So damn close to Summers now
Know when I was coming up
I tried to mimic his damn sound
And I'm still trying to do it
Yeah, I'm working, trying to prove it
I'm still trying to do so much
I'm probably not gon' do it
But a bad bitch from the South
Ain't really want to pass around
Yeah, she with my brothers now
What a clown
She said, I got a dog in me
Yeah, I got me a hound
I'm smoking God damn loud on me
Shit I didn't prove and I'm proud
Pug in bikini, give me my crown
F*ck with them niggas, they know what I'm bout
I just stick to what I took me around
Can't believe what I have found
I got my brothers with me
Money stretching like it's Wimby
And these bitches on my line
They steady singing
With my brothers we can't lose
No deciding for me too
And we hopping in the coupe
Yeah, yeah, yeah
You said that you f*ck with me
I don't really f*ck with you
Only f*cking with my crew
Only f*cking with a few
Saving all these niggas, you be with the fiends
I was with my niggas, we smoking gasoline
Rollin' up on me, I ain't got this band
Shit ain't sweet, nigga, ain't what you think
Yeah, this ain't what you think
Really in this shit
Really in this shit
Writer: Juan Carlos, Kevin Yael
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid