Missing Texture feat. HVAC - GIMME-A-BREAK Lyrics

Lyrics GIMME-A-BREAK - Missing Texture feat. HVAC



Awgust, why you trappin' so hard?
Yuh
Gimme-a-break, gimme-a-break, gimme-a-break
Gimme-a-break, gimme-a-break, gimme-a-break
Gimme-a-break, please, yuh
Gimme-a-break, gimme-a-break, gimme-a-break
Gimme-a-break, gimme-a-break, gimme-a-break
Please, yuh
Gimme a break, get the fuck out the way, don't test me bitch
Gimme a break, fuck out my face, fresh out the gate don't like you
Never wanna fight but I'll fight you, aye (yuh)
Never wanted fame but I got to, aye
Want a pretty side piece, got two, aye
Never wanted game, but I got that though
Gimme a break, gotta drop his hoe
Gimme a break, but I never really wanted one (yuh)
Fucking up a check, get the bag, where my carry-on?
Like I said before, I'm maleficent
Fucking up a beat for the hell of it
Heaven-sent, 7 loaves a bread, save 2 for the halibut (huh?)
Baby said I'm too closed off like a President, decadent
I just wanna start the party, letter-mans, let 'em in
Gentlemen, send 'em in, sediment what you buried in- yuck!
Yuck
Gimme-a-break
Fuck a break
Just gimme-a-break
Gimme-a-break
Fuck it
Gimme-a-break, go
Fuck a break bitch, I don't even need it
Bars so hot like a phoenix (Go)
Fuck that obituary, won't even read it
Shorty turned to a freak bitch (huh?)
Gimme-a-break like I'm chilling in Barbados
If you're a god, than I'm muhfuckin' Kratos (boy)
Sippin' on a Faygo, in a Winnebago
Just like Ant, bitch I had to let the weight go (woah)
I'm gonna take a break, but I don't even want it (nah)
I fucked a bald bitch, and then I put on her bonnet (what?)
I'm hedging these hogs, like my name was fuckin' Sonic
This ain't a rap motherfucker, this the end of my sonnet
My hands are shaky, I'm merging around these curves
And my eyes wide like a pre-mature virgin
Searching for perjury, I'm lurkin'
For what it's worth I was working, until my turban fell off
I got a Birkin no smile, but I'm smirking
I'm cautious, hanging 'round bosses
Big Jacob, don't take no losses
Want the smoke? Get you a coffin
Head in the game, get to throbbin' (What did he say?)
I mean shout out to Boston
I lost it but surely caught it
My granny told me to stop it
My homeboy just caught a body
He told me over some sloppy (Bro, really? C'mon)
I mean, he said it was sloppy
Chop 'em up like it's hibachi
Peep me red eye no Itachi
Demonstrate like I was watching
So good luck trying to stop me-
Do you copy?
This is about to be the hardest fuckin'
2 minute freestyle y'all have ever heard
That's on my fuckin' mother, that's on my brother
I'm fuckin' pissed for real
Yo I heard he was pissed
Angry, I'm fucking pissed off, uh
Yo chill Carter
Aye
This shit is crazy, 'bout to give this bitch a baby
And I need a fucking break because my ass is getting lazy
And I'm smoking hella green, so my vision's getting hazy
Yeah this bitch is fucking stupid if she tryna fucking play me
This bitch is stupid, huh
The bitch is dumb (she fuckin' dumb)
Yeah I keep the 30 special, that's the gun (that's the strap)
And I'm runnin' and I'm robbin' just for fun (that's just for fun)
And a bad bitch looking bad, I'm 'bout to cum
Yeah I'm bout to spit some goofy shit-
Like dur dur dur (dummy!)
Why she say she only love me when I'm only hurtin' her?
Yeah her ass feel like the best, but I'mma do her ass the worst
Yeah, shorty came from Egypt and she got some Persian curves
Like, fuck it, I'mma switch it up (switch it up)
I need a butter-cup (okay!)
Bad bitch walking, double D's
I think I need to bust a nut (okay!)
Like I'm 'bout to knock her off her rocker
Think I'm fuckin' on her father
Yeah she calling me daddy, but shorty not my daughter (nope!)
Screaming harder and harder, I'm going farther and farther
Yeah I'm spittin' on this shit
You know my name bitch- it's Carter (Carter!)
And I been rapping too long, I think my ass out of breath
I'm 'bout to dip off on this bitch, take 3.5 to the chest
Yo Carter, Carter, chill
Carter, chill chill
Carter, that's enough bro
Holy shit! (Goddamn)
That's fucking 4 grams (his ass green)
I'm trippin'
Oh my god-
Carter just smoked all my weed up bro
Andy hit me up like, "where the green at though?" (brr!)
Y'all moody as fuck, I swear to god
And you stay dull, we 3 we glow
We been on a break, hot potato on a hoe
Like I'm in EPISODE, baby bend touch ya toes
Plus you not even close-
Nah fuck it, how the hook go? (I don't know)
Nah, really how the hook go?
Yuh
Gimme-a-break, gimme-a-break, gimme-a-break
Gimme-a-break, gimme-a-break, gimme-a-break
Gimme-a-break, please, yuh
Gimme-a-break, gimme-a-break, gimme-a-break
Gimme-a-break, gimme-a-break, gimme-a-break
Please, yuh
Bittr glittr what I'm dressed in, call me sir please
She just sucked me off by the sea, she my Kirby
Gang pulled up, why they wanna eat Hardees?
I'm Jon Snow, House Stark, no Tarly
You my mini me's, you be killin' me smalls
Ghost 304, I be duckin' their calls
I really need espresso, I'm only ordering talls
Carpe Diem Jimmy, now I'm channeling Saul, I mean-
Yuh, yuh, yuh
I need that check in advance
And I heard that I got me a daughter in France, please
Why she not pop a plan B? (I don't know)
Gimme a break, just killed me a troll
Sticking to bars, gotta craft me a hoe
Two bad bitches plus me, call it double XP
I'm king of the city, motherfuckers bend the knee, yuh, yuh
Gimme-a-break, yuh, aye
Yuh, yuh, aye
Gimme-a-break, yuh, yuh
Gimme-a, uh, gimme-a, uh
Gimme-a, uh, gimme-a, uh
Gimme-a-break, bitch, please



Writer(s): Levi Stone Walker


Missing Texture feat. HVAC - bittr glittr
Album bittr glittr
date of release
10-02-2023



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