Brotherly Love Lyrics by Kay Flock, B-Lovee & Dougie B
Look, now, this deeper than rap
Talk disrespect, so it’s time to get back
Stay with a trend and the MACs in the back
Dumpin’ the deal and I’m taking a pack
Now, this deeper than rap
Talk disrespect, so it’s time to get back
Stay with a trend and the MACs in the back
Dumpin’ the deal and I’m taking a pack
Better up, I ain’t talkin no Nelly
KK spot ’em, he pluck em like Skelly
Opps in the spot, then we bushin’ the telly
UE 30 and better no Chevy
30 and better, we leavin’ em deady
Leave ’em bloody, he gushin’ no jelly
Get you a gang and a gun, shit is heavy
EBK, bitch, I’m feelin like Melly
Look catch Good Day, bitch, that’s doomsday
I shoot old heads too, get boomed
And tell Nay-Nay come shake up the room
Lil Gotti call thottie, that bitch is a smooch
I’m so hot, I think I’m a woo
Lay down on that ‘tussin, I think I’ma snooze
We keep knockers like this shit esstential
22 long rifles, these bullets like pretzels
Homicide bodies drop when we bend through
Jackin’ SK bullets rippin’ his dental
Paramedics, they droppin’, they silly
Beam on his back, ain’t no runnin like Ricky
Talkin’ on bro, you gon go out like Blizzy
Scream DOA and she poppin’ her titty, poppin’ her titty
Then back on that chain snatchin’
And still, ain’t a thing happened
They can’t speak on the shit that these n***** ain’t do
Geek off the Xan, I go dumb with it, too
He a fool with the deuce, he don’t know what to do
Swear to god when I boom, better duck, better move
Wait, I catch a, oh yeah
.40 gone knock off his whole head
But the other side, they never outside
So we said fuck it, we boom at the old heads
When I scream DOA, it’s a code red
And I put that on bro, we want all red
If they linkin’ up, we smokin’, all dead
I’ma say it again, we want all red
That’s on bro, when I up, betta move
With this deuce, I’ma fool I go cool
22 long rifle, shit long like a broom
EBK bitch, we don’t pick and choose
If I slide and he run wit ’em, he gettin’ boomed
I told AC, “Bro, watch what I do”
Spun threw the 8, upped my fingers, they flew
‘Cause they know what I usually do like
30s or better when we spinnin’ through
If it’s up, ain’t no tellin’ me coo’
And the way I went out for y’all, they wouldn’t do
That’s on bro, I went dumb with a deuce
So don’t question my loyalty, n****, you fu
I ain’t dissin’, but this shit is true
Ain’t gone speak on how many I threw
They gone act, but they know what I do
They say, “Kay, you be buggin’, just pass on”
First one I see, he get packed off
Dougie B catchin’ allies off backboards
I threw ten, Dougie let off the last four
Like better run ’cause I shoot with no sympathy
DOA, bitch, I’m dumpin on anything
Legs on my body, I feel like a centipede
We get muddy, I tell her don’t Henny me
Wastin’ my time with a bitch, are you kiddin’ me?
I ain’t cuffin’ unless she a mini me
N***** chattin’, they diss on the internet
No, we not into that, not with the chitter chat
62 shots, I’ma knock off his fitted cap
Be with them, show no remorse, bitch, I’m flockin’ that
Self made just tryna get paid
I’ma get it and ain’t no debate
Forever ten toes, I’ma always be great
I go broke, that’s on God, I’ma take
Baby, fuck wit a flocka, bend over
Show no remorse, bullets shakin’ her shoulders
Break her phone if that bitch try to post us
DTB telly, for sessions, we poled up
And forever JB, we gone go dumb
Me and Dougz rappin’, I hope that he blow up
If he screamin out G’s, I’ma throw em
Bullets so big, hit his car, it might blow up
On the ‘Gram, he be picking them poles up
Caught ’em in traffic and that n**** froze up
N***** talkin’, fuck he wanna do?
Oh, he chill with them opp n*****, too
He better not be there when I come to ‘oot
Whatever they throw up, I’m droppin it, too
Fuck that, he get dropped with ’em, too
When we bend through, we want a thot wit us, too
Do a drill, put the knock’s in her boot
All for bro, he get shot actin’ cool
They could suck a dick if they not feelin’ me
Call up Kay, he gon’ slide with artillery
Dougz in the back with a beam on the lemon squeeze
Get caught outta bounds and I won’t show no sympathy
Lil thottie, I love how she lickin’ me
But if she tryna line me, I’m lettin’ this semi squeeze
N***** goofy, they hangin’ with rats
When you see me, don’t give me a dap
Free all the goons, I can’t wait till they back
N***** better just stay where they at
And you better not false a attack
Brody up pole, put your brains in your lap
Off the muddy, ain’t no lovey dovey
He move rocky, that boy catch a sluggie
Step in the party, these bitches, they love me
Off the muddy, my vision is blurry
I’m not worried, bro, shoot in a hurry
I’m not worried, bro, shoot like he Curry
Glocks with extensions, this shot holdin’ thirty
Catch a opp and this shit gone get dirty