Lyrics Felix Brothers - Gucci Mane, Young Dolph, Pee Wee Longway

Felix Brothers

We the felix brothers, vato, we the felix brothers\nWe count 200 million every time we meet each other\nI’m in LA, caviar, like a Meechie Brother\nGuwop a felix brother, PeeWee he a felix brother\nWe the felix brothers, nigga, we the felix brothers\nWe’ll cut your body into pieces, send it to your mother\nVVS' br-br-br got diamonds on the cutters\nBallin' hard in Tijuana, cocaine, lean and marijuana\nThey call me Felix, when I’m in Pheonix, I’m selling cheap shit\nCheap bricks, that ain’t that remix, I got that clean shit\nI bulletproof my Hummers, I got Noreaga numbers\nCall it Christmas in the summer when I touch down with them bumpers\nStash house in the jungle, I done filled it up with hundreds\nA hundred killers, just go like gorillas, Brick Squad we ain’t (?)\nThrow a (?) we blow up your beamer, then cut off your fingers\nGot a gold AK, and a gold AP, and I’m slidin' down the street on fo’s\nGot a hit squad vato, (?) niggas\n(?) won’t sip on that ammo\nThe world is all mine, I want all of it nigga\nAnd I got enough choppers for all of you niggas\nYou say you’re my friend, and you say you’re my man, but you roll with the\nnigga that snitched on a nigga\nYou’re down on your luck and you say you’re fucked up and I should get your\nwhite for a brick of that dust\nMoney got a little dust on it Blunt got a little tuss' on it Fell in love with that white girl\nAt first I had a little crush on it Dope coming by train nigga\nCaravan then by plane nigga\nSo Icey print on my last brick\nBut these bricks plain jane, nigga\nChop your body into pieces, send it to your momma\nWalking in the underground tunnel with a hundred bundles\nAnd a hundred gunners spraying colors, wet you up, tomato\nWe at war with chapos, send my head honcho, get your bitch at brunch\nDouble back duwop for lunch, big guns that shoot outside front\nCocaine, lean, marijuana, close call, got goons on call, show up on your porch\nOG weed rolled up in my blunt\nWe the Felix Brothers, nigga\nSmash your ass straight out that junt\nFelix brothers, nigga\nEvery time we have a meeting, agree, count two hundred (?)\nAK that go by the name of my car, and my brother (?)\nMy max is extortion, them youngins are bussin'\nNew York, meet with 50 for a (?)\nTold you before, we them Felix Brothers\nMe and my main man, we (?)\nYou see one of us, you gon' see the other\nMy bredren, my bredren, my bredren\nI told you before, don’t beef with us We letting go rounds in the beamer truck\nFuck up your whole town like Katrina struck\nI told you before, we the Felix Brothers\nLongway!