Bread Gang

You pussy rappers ain't shit
I'm going to fuck shit up in here
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Bread gang here No bloods or crips
Bread gang here No bloods or crips
Bread gang here No bloods or crips
Bread gang here No bloods or crips
Got balenciagas on, with a red book bag
Lots of money in the back, and we sipping act
No cap no ceiling, top floor shit

Man, This shit bangs it could be a tay Keith
My wrist in the freezer, now it leak
Fuck a payday I just want the bag for keeps
Imma make my mark like a sharpie
In the subway, eating subway
Need directions, I went dat way
Its the bag way, then I overstay
Superhero shit, no big cape
Baker got my bread hot, ain't no delay
Baker got my bread hot, ain't no delay

Got balenciagas on, with a red book bag
Lots of money in the back, and we sipping act
No cap no ceiling, top floor shit
Bread gang here No bloods or crips
Bread gang here No bloods or crips
Bread gang here No bloods or crips
Bread gang here No bloods or crips

When I get the bag, the bread better be in it
She's an hourglass, I need more time with it
Turn her over then we back incline for it
White Tesla in the lot that's how we shine fuck it
Fuck a pie chart, I just need it all
I be on the bag with some tom and jerry shit
If you plan to rob me, just know that I got a full clip
When I eat her out, then I give her a huge tip
No shoes no shirt, still got good service

Got balenciagas on, with a red book bag
Lots of money in the back, and we sipping act
No cap no ceiling, top floor shit
Bread gang here No bloods or crips
Bread gang here No bloods or crips
Bread gang here No bloods or crips
Bread gang here No bloods or crips

(26 produced this shit)



Credits
Writer(s): Sai Aditya
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