Future - Just Like Bruddas lyrics

(Zaytoven)
I gotta kick this flavor, you heard?
Ah, that boy Steezy that's his bitch
It's only Mexico 'round a nigga, feel me
You heard?

You're chewing on bars
Then they call you barbarian
All I see is stars
Fly a bitch out from Maryland
Molly on file and I'm
Sipping out the styrofoam
Cooking up dope, got more fish than aquarium
Bend it over, pose for a Freebandz president
I'm counting up 'cho while I'm
Counting up these presidents
Slide down on a new diva
That's what we about
Riding 'round with a two-liter
I'm so poured up
Two-seater plush, few racks in the bumper
A few goons in the cut
I treat 'em just like brothers
Treat 'em just like brothers
Treat 'em just like brothers
Few goons in the cut
Treat 'em just like brothers

Chewing on the bars
And we call 'em barbarian
I'm on my way to Mars
Got the stars in the ceiling
Down south, Georgia, boy
We the new Chopper City
We the new Chopper City, we
The new Chopper City, yeah free BG
Word to my youngin, we gon' dump on you
That dirty money, I can smell the gunpowder
That's dirty money, I can smell the gunpowder
He got his hoodie with his
Hand in his right pocket
And you gotta watch out or it's lights out
Lights out, hotwire me an Eddie Bauer
And I went and got it poppin'
And I let them bullets shower

You're chewing on bars
Then they call you barbarian
All I see is stars
Fly a bitch out from Maryland
Molly on file and I'm
Sipping out the styrofoam
Cooking up dope, got more fish than aquarium
Bend it over, pose for a Freebandz president
I'm counting up 'cho while I'm
Counting up these presidents
Slide down on a new diva
That's what we about
Riding 'round with a two-liter
I'm so poured up
Two-seater plush, few racks in the bumper
A few goons in the cut
I treat 'em just like brothers
Treat 'em just like brothers
Treat 'em just like brothers
Few goons in the cut
Treat 'em just like brothers

Off two milligrams, I forgot about my ex-ho
('Bout my ex-ho) stayin' with the gas
Fill my blunts up with petrol
(Blunts up with petrol)
Pop a couple double G's and
Down 'em with some XO
(Down 'em with some XO)
Trippin' off them bars
You forgot when you was dead broke (yeah)
Styrofoams and mula, yeah
Styrofoams and mula (Freebandz)
Half a million dollars on a ring
I'm taking Percocets
Down five Xanax and I pray
I wake up and forget
I been with the gang 'cause they
Love me how I am shit ain't been the same
They talkin' 'bout me on the 'Gram
They say I turned my back on my baby mama
I'm on them tabs
And my hood looking up to me
I love them niggas to death
Even in the afterlife
When ain't a breath of me left

You're chewing on bars
Then they call you barbarian
All I see is stars
Fly a bitch out from Maryland
Molly on file and I'm
Sipping out the styrofoam
Cooking up dope, got more fish than aquarium
Bend it over, pose for a Freebandz president
I'm counting up 'cho while I'm
Counting up these presidents
Slide down on a new diva
That's what we about
Riding 'round with a two-liter
I'm so poured up
Two-seater plush, few racks in the bumper
A few goons in the cut
I treat 'em just like brothers
Treat 'em just like brothers
Treat 'em just like brothers
Few goons in the cut
Treat 'em just like brothers

He got his hoodie with his
Hand in his right pocket
And you gotta watch out or it's lights out
Lights out, hotwire me an Eddie Bauer
And I went and got it poppin'
And I let them bullets shower