August Alsina feat. Yo Gotti - Brakes (feat. Yo Gotti) Lyrics

Lyrics Brakes (feat. Yo Gotti) - Yo Gotti , August Alsina



Save the world
I got 220 on the dash, runnin' through the red lights
Gettin' to the bag, makin' sure the bread right
I'm just doing me, tryna live my best life
Shootin' for the top, never gonna stop
Like I ain't got no brakes
I ain't stoppin' like I got no brakes
Workin' 'round the clock, no takin' breaks
I know I can bend, but never break
Puttin' money in the bank until it breaks (skrrt, skrrt)
Rollie on my wrist, that's two-tone
I been in the gym, I put a few on
Had to sink or swim, I took a cruise on it
A lot of people slap this shit and snooze on it
I been puttin' in work in, put in overtime
You thought I was hidin', now you see me shinin'
Gave you niggas time, and you still couldn't stop me
You call me conceited, your bitch call me cocky
'Cause I beat the pussy like Rocky
Already know that I'm undefeated
She never want me to stop
Fall off the bed when I try to eat it
Girl, come here, I'm tryna make them legs shake
Beat that pussy 'til the mattress, 'til the bed break
Oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh
How we end up on the floor? I gotta go
I got 220 on the dash, runnin' through the red lights
Gettin' to the bag, makin' sure the bread right
I'm just doing me, tryna live my best life
Shootin' for the top, never gonna stop
Like I ain't got no brakes
I ain't stoppin' like I got no brakes
Workin' 'round the clock, no takin' breaks
I know I can bend, but never break
Puttin' money in the bank until it breaks
New whip (whip), new bitch (bitch)
New 40 (40), all clips (clips)
Same gang (what?), same clique (clique)
I never (never) switch ships (ships)
Bitch trippin' (trippin'), I'm gone (gone)
Bye bye (bye), no home (home)
No drummer (drummer), rolling stone (stone)
I can stress on my own
Bitch, you blessed (blessed), can't you see it? (See it?)
Always arguin' like we kids (kids)
All the work that I put in (yeah)
Fuck her friend to get revenge (payback)
My old bitch trippin', got a new one (a new one)
New one brought a friend, that's a threesome (a threesome)
'Cause I beat the pussy like Rocky
Already know that I'm undefeated
She never want me to stop
Fall off the bed when I try to eat it
Girl, come here, I'm tryna make them legs shake
Beat that pussy 'til the mattress, 'til the bed break
Oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh
How we end up on the floor? I gotta go
I got 220 on the dash (yeah)
Runnin' through the red lights (skrrt, skrrt)
Gettin' to the bag, makin' sure the bread right
I'm just doing me, tryna live my best life
Shootin' for the top, never gonna stop
Like I ain't got no brakes
I ain't stoppin' like I got no brakes
Workin' 'round the clock, no takin' breaks
I know I can bend, but never break
Puttin' money in the bank until it breaks



Writer(s): Ralph Jeanty, Mario Mims, Sean Mcmillion, Amanda Jones, August Alsina, Jean Lamothe


August Alsina feat. Yo Gotti - The Product III: stateofEMERGEncy
Album The Product III: stateofEMERGEncy
date of release
26-06-2020



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