FR33 BRO'S (part. MIDNVGHT)

MoneyWayy
Stats on the beat
Mm, mm
Mm, mm

Locked up or free
Reaching out without my feet
Pressure or loyalty
Who’s gonna betray me?

If you know how to play, you’ll carry a 23
I don’t trust nobody, I’m just gonna move
I had one girl sucking, sorry if that’s your boo
Comb in the fanny pack, if I pull it out, what’s up?

We’re looking good, it’s a win from Monday to Sunday
With the sticks we got, we look like we’re from the States
These bitches in love, I just hit it and run
Came from having nothing, that’s why I stand out

Yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah
Yeah, yeah-eh
My crew, yeah-eh
With the packs, yeah-eh
I shoot the Glock and it goes, yeah-eh

The lean, yeah-eh
The girl, yeah-eh
That ass, yeah-eh (ah-ah)
I hit it and she screams oh, yeah

I hit it with this bitch and they wanna stay till tomorrow, ah
They all go wild if I mix the dose of Perco with drama (bleed)
I’m still on my grind with all my ninjas, my R full of heat, AK system
I keep counting the packs, I keep sipping the Maka (bleed)

From PR to Sevilla, millionaires still on the corner
Started off selling heroin
Rest in peace to 33, Larry Bird, my dawg
I’m gonna keep it going like it is, free all the bros (the bros, bitch)

With 5.56, I empty the magazine (ah)
Binary triggers, I’m hunting Wolverine, yeah
The 30 Oxy in the lean cup, yeah
Smoking hash on the block of JC

My crew, yeah-eh
The Perco, yeah-eh
My Glock full of heat, I pull the trigger and they explode, mm (prr)
The lean, yeah-eh
The bitches, yeah-eh, weed and the Percocet
That ass I took

Bleed
We hit you like it is, motherfucker, don’t play with us, play the lotto
From PR to Sevilla, motherfucker, real gangsta shit
Real criminal activities, you heard? Mafia shit
Ah, Midnvght

Tell me, JC Reyes, motherfucker
Green Lantern shit, you heard?
Smokin' on dead ones, smokin' on John Doe
Ah, kamikaze, holy shit
Real fire shit on me