Brotherly Love

(album: The D.O.A. Tape (Care Package) - 2022)

[Dougie B:]
Gang, gang, gang
Everything dead, pussy
Dummy
Niggas linking up
(Everything K)
Get hit with them, killed 'em
(Big EBK, Everything fucking K)
Fuck who I see
Everything dead!
Look

Now this deeper than rap
Talk disrespect, so it's time to get back
Stay with a Trend and the Makks in the back
Dumping the deal and I'm taking a pack
Now it's deeper than rap
Talk disrespect, so it's time to get back
Stay with a Trend and the Makks in the back
Dumping the deal and I'm taking a pack

Better up, I ain't talking no Nelly
Kay-Kay spot 'em, he pluck 'em like Skelly
Opps in the spot, then we 'bushin the Telly
U.E., thirty and better, no Chevy
.30 and better, we leaving 'em deady
Leave 'em bloody he gushing, no jelly (Jelly)
Get you a gang and a gun, shit is heavy (Heavy)
EBK bitch, I'm feeling like Melly (Melly)
Look, catch Good Day, bitch that's doomsday
I shoot old heads too, get boomed
And tell Nay-Nay come shake up the room
Lil Gotti go thottie, that bitch is a smooch
I'm so hot, I think I'ma Woo
Lay down on that Tussing, I think I'ma snooze
We keep knockers like this shit essential
.22 Long rifles, these bullets like pencils
Homicide, bodies drop when we bend through
Jacking SK, bullets ripping his dental
Paramedics, they dropping 'em silly
Beam on his back, ain't no running like Ricky (Ricky)
Talking on bro, he gon' go out like Blizzy (Blizzy)
Scream DOA, and she popping her titty, (Titty) popping her titty
Then back on that chain snatching
And still ain't a thing happen
They can't speak on the shit these niggas ain't do
Geek off the Xan', I go dumb with it too
He a fool with the deuce, he don't know what to do
Swear to God when I boom, better duck, better move
Wait, I catch a O yeah,.40 gon' knock off his whole head
But the other side, they never outside
So we said fuck it, we boom at the old heads
When I scream DOA it's a code red
And I put that on bro, we want all red
If they linking up, we smoking all dead
I'ma say it again, we want all red (We want it all)

[Kay Flock:]
That's on bro, when I up better move (Better move)
With this deuce, I'ma fool I go coo' (Coo')
.22 Long rifle, shit long like a broom (Broom)
EBK bitch, we don't pick and choose
If I slide and he run with 'em, he getting boomed (Grrah, grrah)
I told AC, "Bro watch what I do" (Like what?)
Spun through the 8, upped my fingers, they flew (They flew)
'Cause they know what I usually do, like
30's or better when we spinning through
If it up, ain't no telling me coo' (No coo')
And the way I went out for y'all, they wouldn't do (They didn't)
That's on bro, I went dumb with a deuce
So don't question my loyalty, nigga you fu' (You fake)
I ain't dissing, but this shit is true (Like facts)
Ain't gon' speak on how many I threw (Like grrah)
They gon' act but they know what I do like (Grrah-grrah)
They say Kay you be bugging, just pass on (Pass on)
First one I see, he get packed off
Dougie B catching alley's off backboards
I threw 10, Dougie let off the last 4 (Grrah-grrah, boom)
Like, better run, 'cause I shoot with no sympathy (Sympathy)
DOA bitch, I'm dumping on anything (Pussy)

[Dougie B:]
Legs on my body, I feel like a centipede
We get muddy, I tell her don't Henny me
Wasting my time on a bitch, are you kidding me? (Like what?)
I ain't cuffing, unless she a-milli' me
Niggas chatting, they diss on the internet
No we not into that, not with the chitter chat
Sixty-two shots, I'ma knock off his fitted cap (Grrah-grrah, boom)
Be with them, show no remorse, bitch I'm flocking that
Self-made, just tryna get paid
I'ma get it, it ain't no debate
Forever 10 toes, I'ma always be great
I go broke, that's on God, I'ma take (On bro)
Baby, fuck with a Flocka, bend over
Show no remorse, bullets shaking her shoulders

[Kay Flock:]
Break her phone if that bitch try to post us
DTB telly, for sessions we poled up like
And forever JB, we gon go dumb
Me and Dougz rapping, I hope that we blow up

[B Lovee:]
If he screaming out Gz, I'ma throw 'em (Grrah)
Bullets so big, hit his car, it might blow up (Grrah-grrah)
On da 'Gram he be picking them poles up
Caught 'em in traffic, and that nigga froze up (Nigga froze)
Like, nigga talking fuck he wanna do? (Like what?)
Oh he chill with them opp niggas too? (Shoot the opps)
He better not be there when I come to 'oot (Grrah)
Whatever they throw up, I'm dropping it to
Fuck that, he get dropped with' 'em to
When we bend through, we brung a thot with us to (We brung a thot)
Do a drill, put the knocks in her boot (Knocks in her boot)
All for bro, he get shot acting cool (Like what?)
They could suck a dick if they not feeling me (What)
Call up Kay, he gon' slide with artillery (Grrah-grrah)
Dougz in the back with a beam on the lemon-squeeze
Get caught outta bounds and I won't show no sympathy (No sympathy)
Lil' thottie, I love how she licking me
But if she tryna line me, I'm letting this semi squeeze (Grrah-grrah, boom)
Niggas goofy, they hanging with rats (They hanging with snitches)
When you see me, don't give me a dap (Don't give me a pound)
Free all the goons, I can't wait 'til they back (Wait 'til they home)
Niggas better just stay where they at (Stay where you at)
And you better not false a attack (Like)
Brodie up pole, put your brains on your lap (Like what?)
Off the muddy, ain't no lovey-dovey (No dovey)
He move wocky, that boy catch a sluggie
Step in the party, these bitches they love me (They love me)
Off the muddy, my vision is blurry
I'm not worried, bro shoot in a hurry (I'm not worried)
I'm not worried, he shoot like he Curry
Glock's with extensions, this shit holding thirty (I shot a what?)
Catch a opp and this shit gon' get dirty (Shit'll get muddy)

[Dougie B:]
Everything dead, grrt baow