Lyrics Mi Calle - Ahvie

Bro got government plates should I slow down or speed up
My bro's ain't exempt when it touch down, eat up
Pullup' where he stay while he snoring eff his sleep up
Pullup' like this mi calle eff the streets up

Yea I need more money but that bring more problems
But I been a problem child bring it at me I'll solve em
I told em come shop now I gotta' restock em
I hit rewind on a Marching band I re rocked em

Monkey in the middle with the middle man I keep tossin'
He ain't even got dentist money why he keep flossin'
It be the ones in yo' circle that ah really try cross you
Loyalty's real it ain't sum' you can say I bought you
The game ain't free you could say I taught you
But if you really had game then you wouldn't be talking
I'm a real chef I'll do at home hibachi
Told my fiend hit the blunt but she wanted a Oxy

I need 500 for a verse I know you read the bio
But I still flip a fake pint Simone Biles
Brody said he far from lame but ain't even a mile
Actin' like he can't get wet up and then wrapped in a towel
Like a chicken Caesar wrap down a few isles
You done made a lil' chicken now you down a few thousand

Like where they do that you must be on Mars
You must have ran outta' weed and then popped you a bar
You must have ran outta' G's now you beggin' for more
Brody got his hands out like he praisin' the Lord
My brother got the pans out he gone' serve 'em and score
Lil' brown circles he be sellin' em Yorks

Bro got government plates should I slow down or speed up
My bro's ain't exempt when it touch down, eat up
Pullup' where he stay while he snoring eff his sleep up
Pullup' like this mi calle eff the streets up

Bro got government plates should I slow down or speed up
My bro's ain't exempt when it touch down, eat up
Pullup' where he stay while he snoring eff his sleep up
Pullup' like this mi calle eff the streets up