Lyrics Blazin' wit the Bros - Eric Bellinger, The Game

Blazin' wit the Bros

(It's gon' be your favourite song
It’s Eazy)
Gettin' high, chillin' with my bros
And you know I got a gang of pre-rolls
Gettin' high, blazin' with the bros
Talkin' 'bout these hoes
Gettin' high, chillin' with my bros
And you know I got a gang of pre-rolls
Gettin' high, blazin' with the bros
Tryna dodge these hoes
I know these bitches is checking for me
I know that they do whatever for me
I know I look good and I got a nice ride
And I stay in my back 'cause I got my own vibe
And I know that they don’t get a chance from you
She told me, «Eazy, I got plans for you»
I know she look good and she got a fat ass
She just my type, normally I’d smash
But tonight I’m just…
Gettin' high, chillin' with my bros
And you know I got a gang of pre-rolls
Gettin' high, blazin' with the bros
Talkin' 'bout these hoes
Gettin' high, chillin' with my bros
And you know I got a gang of pre-rolls
Gettin' high, blazin' with the bros
Tryna dodge these hoes
It’s Eazy
Uh, the Ace is gone
Weed smoke in the air, my face is gone
Petite felit, yeah my face is on
Can’t none of y’all face the don, Jay-Z on
No mask, glow in the dark bottles
No glass, walk past my section, you trespass
Murder the club, told tag
Balenciagas, killing niggas,.44 mag
The body bag crew, coming soon to a club near you
Bet your bitch there too
Bet the ass on the ass, then drag like Betty Boo
Bet I feel like Hov on a run, you ready boo?
Back ties then reagals, black cars medieval
Black guns illegal, be and fresh
Can we celebrate?
Turn bottle upside down 'till every chick in our section
start to levitate
Gettin' high, chillin' with my bros
And you know I got a gang of pre-rolls
Gettin' high, blazin' with the bros
Talkin' 'bout these hoes
Gettin' high, chillin' with my bros
And you know I got a gang of pre-rolls
Gettin' high, blazin' with the bros
Tryna dodge these hoes