Just Like Bruddas

I gotta kick this flavor, ya hear me

Chewing on bars, then they call you barbarian

All I see is stars, fly a bitch out from maryland

Molly on fire, and I'm sipping out the styrofoam

Cooking up dope, got more fish than aquarium

Bend it up, pose for a freeband president

I'm counting out y'all, while I'm counting up these presidents

Slide down on a new diva, but that's what we about

Riding 'round with a two-liter, I'm so po'd up

Two seater, plush, few racks in the bump

A few goons in the cut, I treat 'em just like brothers

Treat 'em just like brothers, treat 'em just like brothers

A few goons in the cut, I treat 'em just like brothers

Chewing on the bars, and we call 'em barbarian

I'm on my way to mars, got the stars in the ceiling

Down south georgia, boy

We the new chopper city, we the new chopper city

We the new chopper city, yeah (free b.g.)

Word to my youngin', we gone dump on you

Yeah, that dirty money, I can smell the gun powder

That's dirty money, I can smell the gun powder

He got his hoodie, with his hand in his right pocket

And you gotta watch out or it's lights out

Lights out, hotwire me a eddie bauer

And I went and got it poppin', and I let them bullets shower

Off 2 milligrams, I forgot about my ex-ho

Staying with the gas, fill my blunts up with petrol

Pop a couple double g's and down it with some xo

Trippin' off them bars you forgot when you was dead broke

Styrofoams and mula, yeah, styrofoams and mula

Half a million dollars on a ring, I'm taking percocets

Down five xanax and I pray I wake up and forget

I been with the gang cause they love me how I am

Shit ain't been the same, they talkin' bout me on the 'gram

They say I turned my back on my baby mama, I'm on them tabs

And my hood looking up to me, I love them niggas to death

Even in the after life, when ain't a breathe of me left