808s & Nothing

[Intro: Mo]
Mo, yuh
Shout-out NCR, shout-out Summer Gang '17
We on it man, it's lit
Let's get it

[Verse: Mo]
State facts, but no CARFAX
Just get left, but I'll be right back
Just vibe like I'm Kodak
Cop some Polaroids for the throwbacks
Then switch
Don't give no fucks up in this bitch
Strictly for the turn-up and shit
Tape on the way
No and my brothers never hate
NCR strictly be the gang
Mune made us, but Mo made me
Spend a whole 14, like the letter Z
This a killing spree, and now I can't breathe
A demon in me, tryna be me
He bought the bigger screen, thats why I make music
Spittin' that true shit while still bein' ruthless
You lyin' in the booth, bitch
Better pay your booth friend or do what I do and go get your own fool
Tryna steal my flow, bitch
I switch my flows quick
That's that real motion
Flow is the dopest
These niggas hoeses, B calls me Moses
A crown of roses, stay on my toeses
I'm on my 10 while these niggas, they lack
So fuckin wack, gotta pick up the slack
Y'all whip them bricks, but I don't need no crack
Y'all trippin' shit but I'm runnin' the track

[Break: Brahman]
Run the track, run the track, run the track
Don't give a fuck 'till I pile a million hunnid stacks
Bury you under that
Where did you go, make your family wonder that
Hit your bitch from the front and back
Keepin' her runnin' back, makin' her run the track
Man it sure look like she wanted that, damn
Nothin' but 808s, yeah man they love to hate
Niggas with rattles, they babies and fuckin' snakes

[Verse: Brahman]
Yeah man, I'm doin' so fuckin' great
Stay on the watch, cause these niggas late
Stuck in they ways, like a roll of tape
Yeah they stay whinin' like fuckin' grapes
Better with time like a Chardonette
Stay in your lane, nigga pardon me
Me and Mo gonna go hard today
Bars coming quick, when you hear it you start to say (Damn son)
It's all about the wave
Pussy nigga gon' stay hatin' in his grave
Debatin' if I save him
Love that I gave him, they never repaid him
I'mma say the name again verbatim
808s and nothing else, nigga
You can hate me, but the team much bigger
Slappin' that HALF AND HALF, bounce like Tigga
Brahman stay rappin' that flame, no cigga
'Yuh

[Interlude: Brahman and Mo]
Don't stand in our corner
Me and Mo ignore 'em
Whole lotta marijuana
Whole lotta marijuana
Got them crystals on us
Stay with the crystals on us
Don't say we ain't warn 'ya

[Break: Brahman & Mo]
Bitch boy, hatin' on me
Snitch boy, waitin' on me
These niggas hatin on me
This niggas fakin' on me
And I'mma be a boogeyman
Cause you seem to want it fam
And I'mma be a boogeyman, bitch boy (Yuh, yuh, yuh)

[Verse 2: Brahman]
I'm everything you hate
Bitch, bitch I'm out of rank
Bitch, no clean slates
Bitch, hoe I decimate
Bitch boys, rich boys
White boys, white noise
Give me static, shit addict
High like sky, we in a attic, woo