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Lil Gnar & Yung Bans – My Bruddas Lyrics

Lyrics My Bruddas – Lil Gnar & Yung Bans

(Intro. Lil Gnar)
Hold on

(Lil Gnar)
Ride with my brothers, I never could turn on my bros, yeah (My bros, my bros, yeah)
I’m serving that dope out the bando like nobody home, yeah (Dope, yeah)
These niggas be taking the swag, attacking the clone, yeah (Clone, clone, yeah)
I’m hitting the bitch from the back and I’m making her moan, yeah (Making her moan)
Ride with my brothers, I never could turn on my bros, yeah (My bros, my bros, slatt, slatt)
I’m serving that dope out the bando like nobody home, yeah (Nobody muhfucking home, bitch)
These niggas be taking the swag, attacking the clone, yeah (Get, get)
I’m hitting the bitch from the back and I’m making her moan, yeah (Making her moan)

(Lil Gnar)
Easily blow through a hundred bands
I’ma make her the opps through the running man (Skrrt)
We gon’ blow at your brain if you diss the gang (Grr)

(Lil Gnar)
Link with my brother, gave him a Cudder, yeah, they gon’ try like the mall
I give you con, don’t need the time ’cause I’ma play out the Lord (Geeked)
I miss doing purple with X (X), feel like I’m losing my mind (Ooh)
I drive a car, just got some watches, I don’t give a fuck ’bout the time (Ooh)
Bet they won’t be like, “Nah”, bet they won’t be like “Nah” (Huh)
Get the pass and it hoop like a volleyball (Volleyball)
I done called in shots like an audible (Audible)
All this shit that they thought was impossible (Possible)
I done jumped out the gym like Geronimo
I heard great on my swag, I’m a model now
I don’t fuck with niggas like a Nazi, yeah (Ooh, ooh)

(Lil Gnar)
Ride with my brothers, I never could turn on my bros, yeah (My bros, my bros, yeah)
I’m serving that dope out the bando like nobody home, yeah (Dope, yeah)
These niggas be taking the swag, attacking the clone, yeah (Clone, clone, yeah)
I’m hitting the bitch from the back and I’m making her moan, yeah (Making her moan)
Ride with my brothers, I never could turn on my bros, yeah (My bros, my bros, slatt, slatt)
I’m serving that dope out the bando like nobody home, yeah (Nobody muhfucking home, bitch)
These niggas be taking the swag, attacking the clone, yeah (Get, get)
I’m hitting the bitch from the back and I’m making her moan, yeah (Making her moan)

(Lil Gnar)
Easily blow through a hundred bands
I’ma make her the opps through the running man (Skrrt)
We gon’ blow at your brain if you diss the gang (Grr)

(Yung Bans)
Yeah, hey, yeah, I run through these bands, this shit ain’t no obstacle
Nigga was talking that shit ’til I popped him (Fa), bet he won’t make his ass hoe on the drop (Boom)
Huh, yeah, we riding the range, yeah, it’s just me and she topless
I spent a hundred on muhfucking boxers, sucking my dick and she do that shit sloppy, yeah
Hey, nigga want, uh, nigga want to be like me, yeah
I’m on ten RP’s, uh, told the bitch, “Lick my feet”
Yeah, ayy, yeah, woah, ayy, Chrome Heart shine like gold
Scream, “Free all my bros”, I can’t never fold, uh
Ten white bitches in the Benz (Yeah, Benz)
Run around her, these diamonds dance (Ayy, diamonds dance)
I be moonwalking, Michael Jacks (Moonwalking, Michael Jacks)
I’m so high, I’m on fucking glass (Ah, oh, oh)

(Lil Gnar)
Hold on (Woo), ride with my brothers, I never could turn on my bros, yeah (My bros, my bros, yeah)
I’m serving that dope out the bando like nobody home, yeah (Dope, yeah)
These niggas be taking the swag, attacking the clone, yeah (Clone, clone, yeah)
I’m hitting the bitch from the back and I’m making her moan, yeah (Making her moan)
Ride with my brothers, I never could turn on my bros, yeah (My bros, my bros, slatt, slatt)
I’m serving that dope out the bando like nobody home, yeah (Nobody muhfucking home, bitch)
These niggas be taking the swag, attacking the clone, yeah (Get, get)
I’m hitting the bitch from the back and I’m making her moan, yeah (Making her moan)

(Lil Gnar)
Easily blow through a hundred bands
I’ma make her the opps through the running man (Skrrt)
We gon’ blow at your brain if you diss the gang (Grr)

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