[Chorus: Neech]
I come before these bitches
My niggas handle business
They always hold me down
That's why I love my niggas
They always got my back
My niggas gon' bust they straps
My niggas don't leave no witness
That's why I love my niggas
[Verse 1: DaBoii]
Strictly Only Brothers, fuck the rest 'cause we don't need 'em
We don't really start shit and we don't run from it either
Hit your bitch and I fucked, nah nigga I don't need her
All my niggas got straps, totin' shit like it's legal
Moms on her own, owe my whole life to her
Man you niggas ain't slidin', I been all night crusin'
And y'all never on y'all block, I been all night through it
We be hooping with them straps, bitch we on sight shootin'
[Verse 2: Lul G]
S-O-B the gang, that's them niggas y'all can't fuck with
Talkin' cash shit, dark shade on the buff tint
Save that ass for last 'cause I'm worried 'bout a buck bitch
Ice up on my wrist like I'm rockin' with a puck bitch
But it's good though 'cause I gotta keep a pole on me
I be damned if a pussy nigga up the score on me
Bangin' on your bitch like D-Butter on that four-fifty
Talkin' cash shit 'cause these commas, bitch we blow plenty
I come before these bitches
My niggas handle business
They always hold me down
That's why I love my niggas
They always got my back
My niggas gon' bust they straps
My niggas don't leave no witness
That's why I love my niggas
[Verse 1: DaBoii]
Strictly Only Brothers, fuck the rest 'cause we don't need 'em
We don't really start shit and we don't run from it either
Hit your bitch and I fucked, nah nigga I don't need her
All my niggas got straps, totin' shit like it's legal
Moms on her own, owe my whole life to her
Man you niggas ain't slidin', I been all night crusin'
And y'all never on y'all block, I been all night through it
We be hooping with them straps, bitch we on sight shootin'
[Verse 2: Lul G]
S-O-B the gang, that's them niggas y'all can't fuck with
Talkin' cash shit, dark shade on the buff tint
Save that ass for last 'cause I'm worried 'bout a buck bitch
Ice up on my wrist like I'm rockin' with a puck bitch
But it's good though 'cause I gotta keep a pole on me
I be damned if a pussy nigga up the score on me
Bangin' on your bitch like D-Butter on that four-fifty
Talkin' cash shit 'cause these commas, bitch we blow plenty
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