28 $iblings Lyrics – 28 $iblings
Singer: 28 $iblings
Title: 28 $iblings
Phoney, its 28 gang after day, after day, after day, we keep it one hunnid , we play it raw my n#gg#, feel me?
Wave, 28 gang on the beat and we moving the bricks in the kitchen you know how we with it (what)
She keep on calling my phone
So i told her to pull up
So i can just nut on her t#tt#es
If on her back and i slide on her #ss
If she acting no clingy , i’m just gonn dismiss it
We make it hard on a regular season
Ain’t using no stick but i know imma lose it
Pull up a chopper, lets go to the field
If you looking for smoke, you know we finna send it
Finna get hunnid and fifties and cop mе a crib
In the hills so i can stare at the cеiling
I am the shark in the sea
If you looking for fish in the ocean
I am the only one living ( grrrr )
And i be dripping like i took i dip in the water
I’m sinking, i need my percentage
Smoking on gas, its affecting my lungs
Move like a pack and we dripping the gang
If you trip and get hit, watch the 28 drums
They keep on talking but i never listen ( what? )
See all you n#gg#s get popped like a pimple
This bullet won’t jam
You will f#ck up the kidney ( what? )
Always gonn slide for the people i love
I don’t care if you blood
You my bro
You my city ( city! )
Bread on the lid
Like its jelly and butter
She suck on my dick
While i’m typing her number
She call me daddy
She just lost her father ( hello! )
She swallow my dick
And i flex to my brothers
Whole lotta b#tches and
Whole lotta gwala
I keep pushing p
Like i’m baby and gunna
Whole lotta straps
Another and another
These b#tches get dirty
Like dirty ma’tamla
Chloe and tracy and nikki and lilly
That’s all of my b#tches
We running the business
Tell me somebody who’s better than us
We be rocking the show
Lets just stop, take a message!
Preaching my verses
Like i run the gospel
Its wavy and zombie, so don’t get offended
Talking with money, that sh#t kinda funny!
I’m still on the road, that’s a 28 mission!!!!!
Talk on my name , you get lit with a stone
You say you my bro but just stick to the code
Talk to me nice cause i’m hot like a stove
I got phen in my body, its part of my bones
Swallow my kids, now i got me a daughter
She calling me pops so she opting my collar
28 mission, that’s why i go harder!
You say you my homie, not you, you my brother
Cut off some n#gg#s, i don’t need to cut em
My voices, they kick, lil n#gg# they talk up
I gotta be strapped, it’s a permanent marker
Beating these n#gg#s, they wearing a dipper
Before i can go, i head to the barber
My stick never dirty, i nut on the cover
Rainy and sunny, you live for this clout
But nah i ain’t tripping, i’m f#cking, i’m coming
What do you say, when you pull up a gun at a show
And buzz your head off like its thunder?
n#gg#s be hating, they coming, they leave me alone
I keep it a buck like i’m stunna
S i b l i n g s!!!!!!
Wanting so smoke, its all over your chest
Lil b#tch know i’m gone, i’m all over your cat
28, 28, 28, 28 sh#t
That hoe be under my cover!
We make it hot in the back of the city of cops
I be jumping the beat like a jumper
n#gg# don’t bluff, you ain’t really tough
Running on a race, n#gg# it’s a 100 metre
Running with the ops, i don’t even need a dealer
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