Just Like Bruddas Lyrics - Future


1 I gotta kick this flavor, ya hear me


2 Chewing on bars, then they call you barbarian

3 All I see is stars, fly a bitch out from Maryland

4 Molly on fire, and I'm sipping out the styrofoam

5 Cooking up dope, got more fish than aquarium

6 Bend it up, pose for a Freeband President

7 I'm counting out y'all, while I'm counting up these Presidents

8 Slide down on a new diva, but that's what we about

9 Riding 'round with a two-liter, I'm so po'd up

10 Two seater, plush, few racks in the bump

11 A few goons in the cut, I treat 'em just like brothers

12 Treat 'em just like brothers, treat 'em just like brothers

13 A few goons in the cut, I treat 'em just like brothers


14 Chewing on the bars, and we call 'em barbarian

15 I'm on my way to Mars, got the stars in the ceiling

16 Down South Georgia, boy

17 We the New Chopper City, we the New Chopper City

18 We the New Chopper City, yeah (Free B.G.)

19 Word to my youngin', we gone dump on you

20 Yeah, that dirty money, I can smell the gun powder

21 That's dirty money, I can smell the gun powder

22 He got his hoodie, with his hand in his right pocket

23 And you gotta watch out or it's lights out

24 Lights out, hotwire me a Eddie Bauer

25 And I went and got it poppin', and I let them bullets shower


26 Chewing on bars, then they call you barbarian

27 All I see is stars, fly a bitch out from Maryland

28 Molly on fire, and I'm sipping out the styrofoam

29 Cooking up dope, got more fish than aquarium

30 Bend it up, pose for a Freeband President

31 I'm counting out y'all, while I'm counting up these Presidents

32 Slide down on a new diva, but that's what we about

33 Riding 'round with a two-liter, I'm so po'd up

34 Two seater, plush, few racks in the bump

35 A few goons in the cut, I treat 'em just like brothers

36 Treat 'em just like brothers, treat 'em just like brothers

37 A few goons in the cut, I treat 'em just like brothers


38 Off 2 milligrams, I forgot about my ex-ho

39 Staying with the gas, fill my blunts up with petrol

40 Pop a couple double G's and down it with some XO

41 Trippin' off them bars you forgot when you was dead broke

42 Styrofoams and mula, yeah, styrofoams and mula

43 Half a million dollars on a ring, I'm taking Percocets

44 Down five Xanax and I pray I wake up and forget

45 I been with the gang cause they love me how I am

46 Shit ain't been the same, they talkin' bout me on the 'gram

47 They say I turned my back on my baby mama, I'm on them tabs

48 And my hood looking up to me, I love them niggas to death

49 Even in the after life, when ain't a breathe of me left


50 Chewing on bars, then they call you barbarian

51 All I see is stars, fly a bitch out from Maryland

52 Molly on fire, and I'm sipping out the styrofoam

53 Cooking up dope, got more fish than aquarium

54 Bend it up, pose for a Freeband President

55 I'm counting out y'all, while I'm counting up these Presidents

56 Slide down on a new diva, but that's what we about

57 Riding 'round with a two-liter, I'm so po'd up

58 Two seater, plush, few racks in the bump

59 A few goons in the cut, I treat 'em just like brothers

60 Treat 'em just like brothers, treat 'em just like brothers

61 A few goons in the cut, I treat 'em just like brothers



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