Wayans Brothers lyrics

[Intro]
(Krown, you a fool for this sh*t, n*gga)
We're brothers
We're happy and we're singin' and we're colored

[Verse]
Ain't been in the studio for two months, time to get active
f*cked that lil' b*tch at the trap on a air mattress
My opp shot two times and miss, he need target practice
Hold up some Wock' in the stu', I'm finna talk tremendous
Nah, for real, for real
I could've been signed to a label, I turned down mills
My b*tch just kicked over my cup, that's two lines he sealed
He say he got a Scat, he pulled up in a Bonneville
Your car cost the same damn price I spend on my wheels
She say, "Kasher, why you f*ckin' me like that? You givin' me chills"
I'm finna meet up with my uncle, he givin' me pills
He say he got the 'bows, that n*gga workin' at Foreman Mills
I whipped out 10K on a b*tch
Just bought a Draco, spent 2K for the stick
This old b*tch wanna f*ck me, 2K for this di*k
That one crazy-ass method, 4K for that b*tch
Do you got a Chase? Doin' 5K instantly
I feel like trickin' tonight, goin' trick-or-treatin'
I ain't really crispy right now, just lookin' [?]
These shoes on my feet, the n*gga that made 'em don't speak no English