[Intro]

R-I-P to my big brother, Two...

... 2 Cups

[Verse 1]

We the realest niggas 'round here, reporting from the “Pole, Where It's Cold”

If he ain't from the “Pole, Where It's Cold,” don't come down here (Fuck?)

You come 'round here, get found here

Another body turn his mommy smile into a frown here

[Verse 2]

Huh? I'm gettin’ tired of this lifestyle

That .30 with me, ain't nobody tryna fight now (Nah)

Applyin' pressure, not a nigga up in sight now (Fuck?)

Up the pipe on him, make a goofy nigga pipe down

That ice on me bling blaow, they be like, "Wow!"

It's time to turn up, nigga, no more Mr. "Nice Guy" (Let's get it)

I don't pop molly really, but today, I might try

They took my big brother Mensa, I'm thinking like, "Why?"

Was it the money? Was it the cars?

Was it the way he was stunting? Was he flexing too hard?

Was is the way he was finessing, tryin' to stack and starve?

'Cause every time he see a nigga, wanna hear some bars

Like, "Pappy, you go harder than Pronto," your father

Your mama, your mom mama, never knew my pops

Father was one of the only niggas condoning in my drama

So if you gon' smoke for me, I want you to pour for me up—

[Chorus]

Two, for my big brother Two

'Cause, man, that nigga had the juice

They lookin’ at me like, "Shoot!" I'm lookin’ at him like, "Who?" (The fuck?)

The fuck you think I'm finna do?

You think I'm finna stop now? Boy, hell nah, I'm gon’ blow

'Cause he'd did the same for me

I'd do the same shit for bro

I catch an opp and I'ma score 'cause niggas know and bitches know (Let's go)

[Verse 3]

Nigga, I'm rolling through my city, nigga, all I see is crime

Everybody say they know me, everybody lying (Niggas lying)

And ain't nobody made it trappin’, everybody trapped (Everybody trapped)

And everybody poled up, so everybody firing, better get a gun (Fuck?)

Boy, they say, "P-B-G them niggas, they ain't been for nothin'" (Nothin')

I keep it on me, on my homie, I ain't finna run (Nah)

Concealed up in my Gucci belt, I tote the biggest gun (Boom)

So if a nigga run up on me, I'ma get him done (Let's get it)

[Verse 4]

My flow tighter than virgin vagina

I'm telling them I'ma make it, they lookin’ like, "No, liar"

I'm leaning just like a cholo, ain't talking 'bout Flo Rida

These rappin’ niggas is sweet, I'm just fiending for more cider (Squeeze)

From the city, the murder capital everybody know about it (Chi-Raq)

Money, whores, dope, I can't go without (Dope)

And they got the nerve to tell me I'm a motormouth

But all this shit I rap about, my team and them gon' go about (Let's get it)

[Verse 5]

So I'ma ball hard 'til the day that I get slaughtered

And shout out to them hittas that be still thuggin' on Lawrence

And nigga, I ain't stopping 'til the day I'm in a coffin

And my shirt, it say Pink Dolphin, hoes up on me, get 'em off me now

I can look in your eyes and tell you fake, homie (Fuck?)

Fuckin' his main bitch, that's 'posed to be your main homie (The fuck?)

It be them same ten-year niggas that done changed on me

Bro, you must be talking to the Jakes, you acting strange, homie

[Verse 6]

Where the trust at? (Haan?) Where the love at? (Haan?)

I'll give up all of my money to get 2 Cups back (Bro)

I need some dope, I need some bud, where is Bud at? (Dope)

No swimming pool for the liquor, where the flood at? (Let's get it)

He front and center, look at the camera, and there go Mensa

Say, "Niggas know," he point his fingers like, "They gon' remember" (Niggas know)

I check "[?] been gettin' money" right off my agenda

Just to let bro 'n'em I remember that day in December, too

[Chorus]

They took my big brother Two

And man, that nigga had the juice

They lookin’ at me like, "Shoot!" I'm lookin’ at him like, "Who?"

The fuck you think I'm finna do?

You think I'm finna stop now? Boy, hell nah, I'm gon’ blow

'Cause he'd did the same for me

I'd do the same shit for bro

I catch a Deli and it's score, 'cause niggas know and bitches know, you gon' remember for life