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Brothers
Performer
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Brothers
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Open Till L8
Producer
Texty
Picture me rolling through the streets
Brothers foodie deep
If we end up getting done my boys don't talk to the police
Hopping wheelies in my city
Twelve o'clock no time to sleep
Coppers chasing me through Sydney
We ain't playing hide and seek
Picture me riding around in my side of town
On one wheel back when I was broke
I was young, dumb nothing changed still pop it up with that smoke
Pop it up with that smoke
Catch me swerving lanes on the highway from the streets to the bay
You know I hold it down for the gang, gang
Gang you know it's time to run 'em up (bro, it's late)
Bro you know we don't give a fuck
'Cause the weekend's here and it's 40 degrees
Summer time we 'bout to fuck up the streets
I'm feeling good kinda off my head
Must be the bags it's 300 a piece
Baby I've got some if you need
Party's crazy when we step out the seat
The party's crazy when we taking shots
We go all night long 'cause sleep's for the weak
Chuck my bike in second gear
Leave 'em on ghost when I disappear
Before was the biggest banger of the summer
Now it's the biggest banger of the year
Start work on a Monday then I finish on a Friday
Then we off to the club we gon' turn shit up
Just live for the night no more lockdowns we gon' be alright
Feels like a day before the summer
Run 'em up all over
Yeah, we've got to party
Let's get drunk fuck being sober
Feels like a day before the summer
Run 'em up all over
Yeah, we've got to party
Let's get drunk fuck being sober, yalla
Feels like a day before the summer
Let's get drunk fuck being sober, yalla
Feels like a day before the summer
Let's get drunk fuck being sober
Easy, tell a man we come through
Ain't running my Juan
Then party begun when we all came through, true, true
Now we at the beach all eyes on us
Girls wanna come too, true, true
Kisha smoke on the AJ
Becky wants to come play, play
We hittin' the Nina from the streets to the bay
Don't get it twisted my brothers will still let us pray
But we're here to get lit
Turn up the bass lights let's start a mosh pit
From Beirut back to the trap
I'm makin' it bounce like kangaroo Jack
Got yo' girl to shot the goose she just wants to make it clap
Summer top let's get lit
Hey Steb, tell 'em let's start a mosh pit
Everybody start a mosh pit
Feels like a day before the summer
Run 'em up all over
Yeah, we 'bout to party
Let's get drunk fuck being sober
Feels like a day before the summer
Run 'em up all over
Yeah, we 'bout to party
Let's get drunk fuck being sober, yalla
Feels like a day before the summer
Let's get drunk fuck being sober, yalla
Feels like a day before the summer
Let's get drunk fuck being sober
Writer(s): Randy Newman
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