Bros songs got no rhyme or reason but it’s just the same. As a country star tryna lay a trap beat lame. Belt going crazy on teh beat ready set go. Man you you witnessing party rocka rocka a show.pause pause pause .drop to the floor when the gun blast land on your ass whatch your boy pass he shot through the chest pro hunter the fire sounds like thunder, I wonder how he got himself some chains did he rob it idk but idc cuz it’s mine now police! It’s bout time now. Coppers pull too late the boys gone he on the roof whatch the boy yawn. Just like the boy this songs gone.