Ufo361, Gunna - BRODIES

Ja, ich counte all das Money mit mein n Brodys
Counte Bands, counte Blessings, counte Trophys
Sie ist ein Engel, Dicka, glaub mir, sie ist holy (Ja)
Money purple, ja, mein Stack sieht aus wie Codeine (Ihr wisst Bescheid)

I ve been countin bands with my brodies (Yeah)
My foreign bitch so bad, I pay cash for her Lotus (Cash)
Young Gunna, drip God, that s on God, and they know this (On God)
Spit verse like a poet (Poet), factory-new Rolex (Factory)
Shittin on all you haters (Yeah), my mama a ho if I say sorry (No)
Landed in Milan, hit Palm Angels, then go Marni (Go Marni)
Ufo hit my line, he at the penthouse at Bvlgari (P)
488 Rari (Yeah), hundred racks a party (A hundred)
I m stickin to my plan, bout that cash, I can t bargain (No)
Oh, yeah, I m a top artist (Yeah)
With a bag full of narcotics (With a bag)
Hear the horses when you start it (Skrrt, skrrt)
All my vehicles imported ( Ported)
Nigga, better not cross the margin (No)
Cross the border when we boarded (Boarded)
A broke nigga couldn t afford it