Wednesday lyrics

[Chorus: Bris]
Aye, Aye, yo dawg turned rat
And you love him still
I’ve been trapping at that trap
I need a 100 mill
All that f*cking with the snakes
Got my brothers killed
I’ve been popping pills
You don’t feel what my stomach feel
Do a drill for them blues
We gone leave him red
Got my brother in a casket
Can’t see him dead
Free my n*ggas out that bounty
Got ‘em eating spread
When we out purging
n*gga be in bed

[Verse 1: Bris]
You know when it’s yo time
It’s yo time
I know that money coming
Cause it’s mine
Don’t make me come and creep up
From behind
You know when it smurkish
n*ggas peeking through yo blinds (Peak-a-boo)
I be in the field
Likе for real for real
You’ll nevеr know how it feels
When I pop a pill
I can’t sit still
Man I gotta drill
f*cking with these snakes ass n*ggas
Got my partners killed
Right now they hear my brother
In the wrong place
To this day I still pray
That y’all was home safe
And this 40.Cal on me
Make a bone break
n*ggas think they hyphy
Headshots will make his dome shake
sh*t ain’t been the same
Since my brothers gone
I’ve been looking at that door
Like they coming home
I’ve been posted in the hood
That’s my comfort zone
Never trust a n*gga on the phone
That [?] come alone
[Chorus: Bris]
Yo dawg turned rat
And you love him still
I’ve been trapping at that trap
I need a 100 mill
All that f*cking with the snakes
Got my brothers killed
I’ve been popping pills
You don’t feel what my stomach feel
Do a drill for them blues
We gone leave him red
Got my brother in a casket
Can’t see him dead
Free my n*ggas out that bounty
Got ‘em eating spread
When we out purging
n*gga be in bed

[Verse 2: Bris]
They claiming they got smoke
We want a whole lot
We gotta tuck the slam
Cause the pole hot
This 40. gone blessed you
Like it’s blow snot
The grizzly transform into a chop
Like a robot
Yea I do the stock
But the stick badder
You ain’t see the Glock
With a chrisp factor
Yea it’s hot I make it rain
Like it switch weather
Talking like he god
I put his frame on his b*tch sweater
The home just died
Time to slide yea it’s crunch time
I be in the field
Every time playing front line
I ain’t ducking nobody
Except the one time
Only time the suckas ever slid
Was that one time
Aye,if we catch this boy
Ain’t no passes
Put that n*gga to sleep
In a casket not a mattress
He wanna knuckles up
He wanna fight,I ain’t catch his
I fell like a eye lid
When I’m down I’m hitting lashes
[Chorus: Bris]
Yo dawg turned rat
And you love him still
I’ve been trapping at that trap
I need a 100 mill
All that f*cking with the snakes
Got my brothers killed
I’ve been popping pills
You don’t feel what my stomach feel
Do a drill for them blues
We gone leave him red
Got my brother in a casket
Can’t see him dead
Free my n*ggas out that bounty
Got ‘em eating spread
When we out purging
n*gga be in bed