paroles de chanson BREAKING BREAD - s1rk

Alright aye aye aye
Aye aye aye aye

I'm really fucking that bitch and I'm all in the cut
She all on my dick and she swallow it up
I don't give a damn and I don't give a fuck
Run it up and I get to the blues on yup
I'll pull up on you and hit you with that Rod
Ain't none of these hoes on shit dot com
Pull up on your gang and hit you in the top
Ouu

All of these bitches be Trippin
Cause they worried about all the life that I'm living
Fucking that bitch and I've been on my pivot balling like Scotty but I'm really pimping
All of these hoes, they really full of envy
Nine plus one bitch I've been on my 10 team
She stole my heart, but she still don't remember me
That's OK I'll go flex on that bitch instantly
I'm Finna roll the weed up on my denim jeans
I make more money than mother fucking Jimmy Dean
Nah, fuck that, I make more money than MrBeast
Hundred round clip I hate you with that centipede

Bitches be Trippin because they do not know
What the fuck is going on but know that I do
I just been trying to break all of the bread and
I'm stacking the greens and like all of the blues
I keep a MAC45AR You motherfuckers know that I'm toting it to
This bitch is calling me while I'm in the stu
If you can't break bread, you fake, you a fool

I'm about to sit on like all of the booze I'm counting the 50s
Fucking that bitch and dip I don't show envy
My shit tall y'all stack a little mini
I'm fucking a red head I ain't talking Wendy
I'm up in the sky God forgive me for sinning
You know that you fake if you ain't showing energy
You could tell to be wrong if you ain't showing stamina
And she still talk about me like bae are you kidding me
I don't really care no more
I'll make a dumb bitch ball to the floor
Her mom got mad because I called her a whore
I was just being honest it came from my core
Bitch I've been ballin I need me a court
If you ain't talking money, there's the door
Fuck I need a blue check for
I'm just playing I got the Spotify, of course

Stop this on shoot
I'm in that bitch she like my Gucci shoes
She ballin on pivot you know what I do
We run up the blues and getting the glue
I left the bitch face like white all glue
I'm Finna take off like a skyrocket too
If you pull up on me, best believe we gon shoot
Drive by, then we skirt off in a coupe