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Testo My Bruddas - Lil Gnar feat. Yung Bans

Testo della canzone My Bruddas (Lil Gnar feat. Yung Bans), tratta dall'album My Bruddas (feat. Yung Bans)

Hol' on, uh

Ride with my brothers, I never could turn on my bros, yeah (my bros-my bros, yeah)

I'm servin' that dope out the bando like nobody home, yeah (dope, yeah)

These niggas be takin' the swag, attackin' the clone, yeah (clone-clone, yeah)

I'm hittin' the bitch from the back, and I'm makin' her moan, yeah (makin' her moan)

Ride with my brothers, I never could turn on my bros, yeah (my bros-my bros, slatt-slatt)

I'm servin' that dope out the bando like nobody home (nobody motherfuckin' home, bitch), yeah

These niggas be takin' the swag, attackin' the clone, yeah (get-get)

I'm hittin' the bitch from the back, and I'm makin' her moan, yeah (makin' her moan)

Easily blow thru a 100 bands

I'ma make her the opps thru the runnin' man (skrrt)

We gon' blow at your brain if you diss the gang (grrt)

Link with my brother, gave him a Cudder, yeah, they gon' try like the mall

I give you con, don't need the time 'cause I'ma play out the Lord (geeked)

I miss doin' purple with X (X), feel like I'm losin' my mind (ooh)

I drive a car, just got some watches, I don't give a fuck 'bout the time (ooh)

Bet they won't be like, "Nah", bet they won't be like "Nah" (huh)

Get the pass, and it hoop like a volleyball (volleyball)

I done called in shots like an audible (audible)

All this shit that they thought was impossible (possible)

I done jumped out the gym like Geronimo

I heard great on my swag, I'm a model now

I don't fuck with niggas like a Nazi, yeah (ooh-ooh)

Ride with my brothers, I never could turn on my bros, yeah (my bros-my bros, yeah)

I'm servin' that dope out the bando like nobody home, yeah (dope, yeah)

These niggas be takin' the swag, attackin' the clone, yeah (clone-clone, yeah)

I'm hittin' the bitch from the back, and I'm makin' her moan, yeah (makin' her moan)

Ride with my brothers, I never could turn on my bros, yeah (my bros-my bros, slatt-slatt)

I'm servin' that dope out the bando like nobody home (nobody motherfuckin' home, bitch), yeah

These niggas be takin' the swag, attackin' the clone, yeah (get-get)

I'm hittin' the bitch from the back, and I'm makin' her moan, yeah (makin' her moan)

Easily blow thru a 100 bands

I'ma make her the opps thru the runnin' man (skrrt)

We gon' blow at your brain if you diss the gang (grrt)

Yeah, hey-yeah, I run thru these bands, this shit ain't no obstacle

Nigga was talkin' that shit 'til I popped him (fah)

Bet he won't make his ass hoe on the drop (boom)

Huh-yeah, we ridin' the range, yeah, it's just me and she topless

I spent a 100 on motherfuckin' boxers

Suckin' my dick, and she do that shit sloppy, yeah

Uh, nigga want, uh, nigga want to be like me, yeah

I'm on ten RP's, uh, told the bitch, "Lick my feet"

Yeah-ayy-yeah, whoa-ayy, Chrome Heart shine like gold

Uh, scream, "Free all my bros", I can't never fold

Uh, ten white bitches in the Benz (yeah, Benz)

Run 'round her, these diamonds dance (ayy, diamonds dance)

I be moon walkin', Michael Jacks (moon walkin', Michael Jacks)

I'm so high, I'm on fuckin' glass (ah-oh-oh)

Hol' on (woo), ride with my brothers

I never could turn on my bros, yeah (my bros-my bros, yeah)

I'm servin' that dope out the bando like nobody home, yeah (dope, yeah)

These niggas be takin' the swag, attackin' the clone, yeah (clone-clone, yeah)

I'm hittin' the bitch from the back, and I'm makin' her moan, yeah (makin' her moan)

Ride with my brothers, I never could turn on my bros, yeah (my bros-my bros, slatt-slatt)

I'm servin' that dope out the bando like nobody home (nobody motherfuckin' home, bitch), yeah

These niggas be takin' the swag, attackin' the clone, yeah (get-get)

I'm hittin' the bitch from the back, and I'm makin' her moan, yeah (makin' her moan)

Easily blow thru a 100 bands

I'ma make her the opps thru the runnin' man (skrrt)

We gon' blow at your brain if you diss the gang (grrt)

Credits
Writer(s): Caleb Sheppard, Samuel John Nordqvist, Ken Pannu, Thomas William Ross
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