K Camp and Marlo - Bruddas

Bobby Kritical this that QC RARE Sound shit
Lil Marlo, what's happenin'?
(Bobby, that shit hard)

Treat my brother just like fam
Treat my brother just like fam
Treat my brother just like family
Treat my brother just like fam
Treat my brother just like fam
Treat my brother just like family
Treat my brother just like fam
I slide, you slide, we slide, we slide too
My dawgs, no flaws, let me remind you
Stay solid, stay trill
And I'm right behind you
Treat my brother just like fam

I'm tryna ball forever, ball forever (Go)
We came from the mud
You know we all together
You give them some smoke, I got you
Call whenever you fall out 'bout a bitch
You know you fall forever
RARE Sound, 4 Pockets Full in this bitch
Yeah
Put it on God, won't stress about no bitch
Yeah ever since a jit, all I
Dreamed about is getting rich, yeah
Lame ass nigga, get the fuck off my dick
Yeah shout out Bo, that's my right hand
Nowadays, fifty racks
That's some light bands
You been lookin' for the GOAT
You found the right man
Backwood full of green like a Sprite can

Treat my brother just like fam
Treat my brother just like fam
Treat my brother just like family
Treat my brother just like fam
Treat my brother just like fam
Treat my brother just like family
Treat my brother just like fam
I slide, you slide, we slide, we slide too
My dawgs, no flaws, let me remind you
Stay solid, stay trill
And I'm right behind you
Treat my brother just like fam

You my brother if I know you ridin' with me
You my dawg if I share these Percs with you
And you my man if I know
You won't squeal in a jam
You'll do a thousand years 'bout this shit
A nigga really did
Fuckin' bitches together, Glock-40's
Berettas
And the Drac' come with a coolant system
The opps, we be tryna kill them niggas
'Member Tweak bought me the Hellcat
That shit was for Christmas
Then I turned around and bought him
One for being a real nigga
Have a nigga squeezing on the real pistol
I be in the field with him
If you ever try my dawg
Then we gotta deal with you you know
Shout out to the niggas that ain't
Never went against the grain
Shout out to them niggas that held me down
I know y'all feel my pain

Treat my brother just like fam
Treat my brother just like fam
Treat my brother just like family
Treat my brother just like fam
Treat my brother just like fam
Treat my brother just like family
Treat my brother just like fam
I slide, you slide, we slide, we slide too
My dawgs, no flaws, let me remind you
Stay solid, stay trill
And I'm right behind you
Treat my brother just like fam

Tryna ball forever, ball forever
We came from the mud
You know we all together
We came from the mud
You know we all together

Written by:
BOBBY TURNER, KRISTOPHER CAMPBELL

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