[Intro: Mykael Quinntyn & Steppa Dawn]
Yeah, line blowin’ up
[Chorus: Mykael Quinntyn & Steppa Dawn]
Man, I got four brothers
They never cross paths around me (Me, me, me)
Four brothers and they never leave me (Me, me, me)
I could have four bitches in the house
But they all leave upset my four brothers
Four, four, four, two plus two
I got four brothers (ay)
I could have four bitches in the house
But they all leave expect my four brothers
[Verse 1: Mykael Quinntyn]
Change shit, I was in the back doin’ some Range shit
Fire-fireman, man I was on some Lil Wayne shit
Out of all my jobs, this job I don’t ever quit
Babe, I’m really busy, I’d admit
Besides a lighter, Myke and her is the hottest shit
I got four brothers, four dogs, four best friends
Four brothers, De Niro on all you fake friends
Buying this and that shit, this day, it ends
Benny locked up, had to be there in defense
Myke locked in, all in fuckin’ self defense
Money comes and goes, depends on what she spend
Now
I could follow the lead of fresh air
All these little boys, my height is what they scared
But back in ‘98, every bully was there, huh
Flyin’ back to back, this time it was at O’hare
They say that Myke got secret affairs, huh
Only my girls body I keep a glare
Four brothers bitch
I could have four bitches in the house
But them four could never change shit, bitch
[Chorus: Mykael Quinntyn & Steppa Dawn]
Man, I got four brothers
They never cross paths around me (Me, me, me)
Four brothers and they never leave me (Me, me, me)
I could have four bitches in the house
But they all leave upset my four brothers
Four, four, four, two plus two
I got four brothers (ay)
I could have four bitches in the house
But they all leave expect my four brothers
[Verse 2: Lil’ Zuciano]
Doctors say if I drink or smoke, I say I do both
High than the sky, it don’t mean I’ve got growth
Only time I take breaks, is when I’m back home
Motherfuckas move real slow like a sloth
She said sign my titties, rather not
These bitches so stupid that they would rather be caught
I hit you in yo eye sock
Baseball swinging, I ain’t talkin’ bout the White Sox
Huh
We ain’t gonna listen to the bullshit, they all born mistakes
Get Martha and her fat ass of the stage
I don’t mean fat in a good way, you were just a mistake
I don’t care how you feel, no matter how hard you try
Four brothers in this bitch right now
And we don’t ever act dry now (Woo!)
And we don’t ever act dry now (Man! Woo!)
[Chorus: Mykael Quinntyn & Steppa Dawn]
Man, I got four brothers
They never cross paths around me (Me, me, me)
Four brothers and they never leave me (Me, me, me)
I could have four bitches in the house
But they all leave upset my four brothers
Four, four, four, two plus two
I got four brothers (ay)
I could have four bitches in the house
But they all leave expect my four brothers
[Verse 3: Killah Bee, Steppa Dawn & Mykael Quinntyn]
They don’t ever play music without Killah Bee
Famous celebrity is what they wannabe
Me, Myke, Dawn and Luc, I just roll with three
She can never hear me without the closed captions
Slice the beef straight cold, no reaction
Four bitches and they leave me with satisfaction
You can never see bombs if it wasn’t action
Now Woo!
Hit me with that if youre reading this, it's too late
High school shit, but no such thing as late
Busy with four bitches, eating up the cake
Beat the pussy up, like Tyson, like Ike, like Deebo
Build mansions but never needed Home Depot
I’m Mike Jackson, you Tito
I know light hits me everyday, it don’t ever give you light of day
I still call up a staredown
Four bitches become kids when they meltdown
Boys it ain’t my fault that yall fell down
Steppa Dawn in this bitch, now you stepped down
LA Traffic, all I used to hear is car noises
Southside streets, all you can hear is gun noises
Had to bring my name into this, duh, Moises
Fuck four bitches right now
Where the boys is like damn!
[Chorus: Mykael Quinntyn & Steppa Dawn]
Man, I got four brothers
They never cross paths around me (Me, me, me)
Four brothers and they never leave me (Me, me, me)
I could have four bitches in the house
But they all leave upset my four brothers
Four, four, four, two plus two
I got four brothers (ay)
I could have four bitches in the house
But they all leave expect my four brothers
[Outro: Mykael Quinntyn]
Expect my four brothers, ay, ay
Expect my four brothers
Expect my four brothers
