Wayans Brothers

[Intro]
(Krown, you a fool for this shit, nigga)
We're brothers
We're happy and we're singin' and we're colored

[Verse]
Ain't been in the studio for two months, time to get active
Fucked that lil' bitch at the trap on a air mattress
My opp shot two times and miss, he need target practice
Hold up some Wock' in the stu', I'm finna talk tremendous
Nah, for real, for real
I could've been signed to a label, I turned down mills
My bitch just kicked over my cup, that's two lines he sealed
He say he got a Scat, he pulled up in a Bonneville
Your car cost the same damn price I spend on my wheels
She say, "Kasher, why you fuckin' me like that? You givin' me chills"
I'm finna meet up with my uncle, he givin' me pills
He say he got the 'bows, that nigga workin' at Foreman Mills
I whipped out 10K on a bitch
Just bought a Draco, spent 2K for the stick
This old bitch wanna fuck me, 2K for this dick
That one crazy-ass method, 4K for that bitch
Do you got a Chase? Doin' 5K instantly
I feel like trickin' tonight, goin' trick-or-treatin'
I ain't really crispy right now, just lookin' [?]
These shoes on my feet, the nigga that made 'em don't speak no English