INTERNET BROTHERS! ft. FEB Omega Lyrics

Uh, F.E.B, nigga

Shout out Justin nigga

Uh, uh, uh

Shout out Justin(What)

I'm slapping any nigga that walk up and try to touch em(Try)

Try and see if I'm bluffing(On God)

We internet brothers(What)

Brothers with others mothers(On me)

I don't give a fuck where we at even if we in Russia(Russia)

Me and bro on a mission(mission)

Feeding both of our familes(On God)

Doing what we gotta do even cheffing like Gordon Ramsey(Chef)

Couple hoes give us bras(uh)

Couple hoes gives us panties(Panties)

Long as money involved I don't give a fuck about Grammy(Fuck the fame)

And you know we get exotic beats from Prodigy(Exotic)

It's Omega odyssey so let me know who stopping me(No)

He got to fucking comfortable I stole his shit it's robbery(Rob)

He got three baby-mamas but his favorite one is topping me(Three)

You know she do sloppily(uh)

But let's get back on topic though(On topic)

Ima get the money even if I have them rob them folks(The money)

Ima always rhyme even when it's a exotic flow

They running out of time, they say Omega the antidote

Damn

But I ain't giving out shit(What)

Study giving handouts they still going out quick(On me)

Type with a problem with me still won't announce it(Scary ass)

But that the problem niggas to scared of conflict(Conflict)

Nigga grab a chop stick(uh)

Motherfucker reload(Do it)

Why would I trust bitches when I grew up playing Ceelo(Ceelo)

First thing in the morning, soda pop and some hot Cheetos

Wasn't good with my three but I could hit you like a free throw(Free throw)

Yeah, hit you like a free throw(Okay)

I would never pick, cause I get free throat(On God)

You score a six and think you hit a touchdown like you Teezo(Okay)

I'm with a dumb bitch who reminded me of Dory

Cause I just keep swimmin' through her ocean, pretend that I'm finding Nemo

Alright, hold up, hold up, hold up

Boy, lower your ego(For real)

Every time you call or text her, she gonna let me know(On God)

She said, ah, hey, wait, hold on, just give me a second

She said, fuck that, she not driving past your street, she not Olivia Rodrigo(Oh my God)

This is science lesson, my group move together like amino(Okay)

I might just need me a red bone like I'm Childish Gambino(Okay)

Won't give them a chance, they got better chances in casinos(Okay)

While you rappin' bout the money, but you still can't see a C-note

Me and F.E.B. like Drake in October, we get very scary

Ain't no man left behind, cause we're movin' like the military(Hell nah)

We the bad boys for life, Martin and Will, lives ain't worth ordinary

Internet brothers from other mothers and each other's obituaries(On God)

We comin' in way colder than some Ben and Jerry's

And we got a clear view of the picture, cause we both some visionaries

Put the game on our backs, cause this ain't that much to carry

We been out on the field, catchin' any last second Hail Marys

Hey, catchin' any last second Hail Marys

Yeah

Me and F.E.B

Internet brothers

Ha

Bitch