@fk @krby @kuru lyrics

[Intro: fakekickin]
(That's my brother— That's my brother Chop')
Uh, yeah, yeah (Sstepteam)
Ayy, ayy

[Verse 1: fakekickin]
n*ggas mad, I don't give a f*ck
n*ggas mad 'cause I'm gettin' bucks
n*ggas mad, we gon' run it up
n*ggas mad, I been touchin—
n*ggas mad, I been touchin bucks

[Verse 2: krby]
[?], we gon' touch hi—
[?], we gon' touch him up
[Rex?] on me if he try his luck
Catch a hook if he tryna look
I can read a n*gga like a book

[Verse 3: fakekickin]
I can read a n*gga like a book
n*gga playin', he can get a hook
When we hop out, left him shook
We just rappin', we don't need a hook

[Verse 4: krby]
Feel like Trayvon Martin, knock him out his hoodie
We gon' take a n*gga down for his goodies
Almost took a n*gga down for his goods
Ain't in a BNB, in the hood
sh*t go bad, it's still good
[?], rolled in the wood
[Verse 5: fakekickin]
Smokin' big gas, got a 3.5, roll up in the wood
n*ggas trappin' out, is you good?
Take him out his shoes, run off with 'em good
I'm in New York eatin' good

[Verse 6: krby]
I'm in New York eatin' pizza (Yeah)
I'm a dog, n*gga, ask PETA (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
I don't like you now, won't greet you
I don't like you now, I won't dap you
n*ggas fake, like they bad actors
Gettin' baked like a damn potato (Yeah)
Off the Molly like my name Tadoe

[Verse 7: fakekickin]
All the Molly got a n*gga laggin'
All the Molly got a n*gga jammin'
I touch money, this sh*t feel like heaven
Can't lift my pockets 'cause these b*tches heavy
Give me a pound, put it in a Hefty
I don't act hard but lil' n*gga, if you tryna find out, come and test me
Bro stop blowin' my phone and just text
Only place I be at, where them checks be

[Verse 8: kuru]
Pop a [?] on a f*ckin' head piece
Only thing b*tches wanna do, wanna sext me
Ridin' 'round town, yeah, ice on my neck piece
b*tch, I'm in the booth 'cause krby isn't, I ain't even gotta put that sh*t in the title
He went broke, sold his whip, he ain't got a title
Got a knife in my back pack, ain't tryna fight him
He wan' hang with the dogs, now he tryna bite 'em
Ridin' 'round too clean, I ain't even like you
Punch in real quick 'cause I'm bored
I can never just f*ck with a whore
(I don't call girls that, man, that's f*cked up, bro)
Feel like Sxprano, [?] smokin' cigars
I'm in the spot right now, gotta take the train home 'cause I ain't even bought my car
(Damn, f*ck)