[Chorus]

Me and bro had matching sticks

We even stepped out in matching drip

Me and my daughter got matching kicks

Me and my girl got matching kicks

My mum, my sister need a matching crib

On the driveway with matching whips

I don't really care about jewels and ice

But I spend a few racks on a one ting-ting

[Verse 1]

Me and bros had matching knives

We even pulled up on matching bikes

Back then we had matching Nikes

Pissed cos the jakes stole my favourite Nikes

All the shit days were the coldest nights

Big ass jackets, thе longest knives

Got PTSD when thе feds rode by

Get PTSD when they still ride by

(Fuck) my young days, didn't know about waps

My friend was an addict, study and buyin'

My teenage days was wild as fuck

Spinners and shotties and mountain bikes

Then the 4-door trucks came in

Bare skrrt-skrrt on Lambeth givin out bayern

Offside, on-side, someone got tumble dried

For my guys inside gettin' fried

Bro got twenty-four years 'cause he scratched that guy

6-7 we're family tied

What's that? Another rapper just died

Right, I'm the grumpiest one, I'm the moodiest one

And I'm just meeting this guy when I'm high

Everyday I tell myself I gotta be patient

All in due time

[Chorus]

Me and bro had matching sticks

We even stepped out in matching drip

Me and my daughter got matching kicks

Me and my girl got matching kicks

My mum, my sister need a matching crib

On the driveway with matching whips

I don't really care about jewels and ice

But I spend a few racks on a one ting-ting

Me and bro had matching sticks

We even stepped out in matching drip

Me and my daughter got matching kicks

Me and my girl got matching kicks

My mum, my sister need a matching crib

On the driveway with matching whips

I don't really care about jewels and ice

But I spend a few racks on a one ting-ting

[Verse 2]

Me and the bros had matching spinners

Numerous dots and things that glah'

Punnet on bikes, peds and cars

We gotta shave this down, we done arts and crafts

On the pagans them, that's present and past

Got heat in the bag man, they come like a floss

I wear Fendi and Moncler and Canada Goose coats

So I don't feel no draft

Remember when I never had fifty pounds

Now man's cuttin' up fifty thou

Came a long way, tryna make a hundred pound

Now I made me a hundred thou

Got diamonds on my teeth so I'm forced to smile

Pain in my heart so I'll force a smile

For the guys in jail that are waiting on trials

Coulda lost one trial but buss one trial

[Chorus]

Me and bro had matching sticks

We even stepped out in matching drip

Me and my daughter got matching kicks

Me and my girl got matching kicks

My mum, my sister need a matching crib

On the driveway with matching whips

I don't really care about jewels and ice

But I spend a few racks on a one ting-ting

Me and bro had matching sticks

We even stepped out in matching drip

Me and my daughter got matching kicks

Me and my girl got matching kicks

My mum, my sister need a matching crib

On the driveway with matching whips

I don't really care about jewels and ice

But I spend a few racks on a one ting-ting