[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 fucking 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***as out that bounty
Got ‘em eating spread
When we out purging
N***a 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***as 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
Fucking with these snakes ass n***as
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***as think they hyphy
Headshots will make his dome shake
Shit 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***a 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 fucking 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***as out that bounty
Got ‘em eating spread
When we out purging
N***a 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 bitch 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***a 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 fucking 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***as out that bounty
Got ‘em eating spread
When we out purging
N***a be in bed