Littyyy Bros. - Sancocho

(Littyyy Bro Flacko)
Every time you see me yeah I be lining em up
They a bag a za homey I be grindin em up
Every time you see me yeah I be climbing on up
Forehead looking shiney as fuck
(I'm looking shiney as fuck)
Me & Paulie we be grimey as fuck
Walk by ya bitch she looking finer tf
Her eyes be getting wide as her butt
The designer is tucked
I get a bag yeah I be fucking it up
I said I get a bag yeah I be fucking it up
I keep the heat on my Lap
Fuck guns in the trunk
If I untuck it, yeah then it fucking erupts
For all the ops showing brotherly love
But leave ya zone & be bumpin they gums
Spit the gemstar & start budgeting cuts
Triple OG I be puffin on blunts
Littyyy Bros we be Fucking it up
Rep for The Bronx you know where I'm from
Rep for The Bronx get smoked like some Runtz
(Littyyy Bro Paulie)
I used to bang bang on his block
Before your bitch would Tik Tok
From his cock to her knot
I DM'd her it was a sure shot
Do you got two balls for what it be nigga
Do you even got what it takes to be a fake nigga
Fake Roley's & fake Rings & fake chains,
Put it all together with a condo equals chump change
You don't impress me because I'm Littyyy Bro
Fuck around see me rolling through your city yo
Gritty ho running back bitches screaming cheerio
No Akinyele because you know they wanna lick me though
You save face for the same place you showed face
Walking in a straight line enslaved you in the first place
You make bird moves
I'm talking pigeon walk
I make dope moves
Not just grittyyy talk
I really own shit
& not the flex you flaunt
We talking property
& not the shit ya bitty bought
Because I'm walking walking walking with that crippy walk
Fuck around bleed you out now we talking drippy talk
Pigeons sparrows crows
To these fiends
Hawks owls take flight for the dreams ends meet

Written by:
Paul Cruz, Reynaldo Rivera

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