KAMO - Brudda

Rock out that bitch with my brudda
She don't wanna give me lovin'
Fuck it we ball we stuffin
Pockets they fat like a pooh
Shout out that bitch gimme loot
I pour a duce in a coupe
I get the top I'm loose
Stop talking bout u coo
Rock it out
Rock it out
Rock it out
Rock it out
Rock it out
Rock it out
Rock it out
Rock it out
Rock it out like a guitar
I gotta hoe in the stars
Fuck gas I'm going to Mars
Fly dat bitch off the bars

Backwoods I'm stuffin, fuck it u bluffin
Ain't on that tussin, Bitch u was nothing
Fuck with that other shit, u ain't with brudda shi
U dats my gang go life, put a lil fangs on ice
Would u rather be broke, sit yo ass on a porch
I just might nut I'm yo head, u can tell by the clean
I just might pull out the sheen, all dese bitches on me
U bluffin u ran with the dope, stop joking yo feelings is hurt
If I'm with Uzi you straight off the vert, play wit me n u back in the dirt
Nigga stop bustin the Uzi, she got a wet lil coochie
Dese niggas be some slime nudy, bitch u know dat I'm ruly
Lets fuck in da back, hoe don't fuckin relax
Or u might just relapse, I got the gas & the pack
I put yo hoe on the Mac, fuck it we killing the trap, gas moving like the fax
Bitch on me like on slatt, blood in the water like tap
I got that bitch in the flat, gas moving like the fax, bitch on me like on slatt

Rock out that bitch with my brudda
She don't wanna give me lovin'
Fuck it we ball we stuffin
Pockets they fat like a pooh
Shout out that bitch gimme loot
I pour a duce in a coupe
I get the top I'm loose
Stop talking bout u coo
Rock it out
Rock it out
Rock it out
Rock it out
Rock it out
Rock it out
Rock it out
Rock it out
Rock it out like a guitar
I gotta hoe in the stars
Fuck gas I'm going to Mars
Fly dat bitch off the bars

Written by:
Kameron Gunby

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