Wake up (Stunna 4 Vegas)

I think bout bread every time that i wake up
B f my pillows up with all that makeup
Momma told me b its time get yo cake up
Like a unemployment i gotta apply for the paper
Kush blunts got me high like a sky with a scraper
Im suited for this need a tie and some gators
Get on you Cant get no 5 or no favors
Im jumping around like im STUNNA 4 VEGAS

Think bout the bread everytime that I wake up
No stuntin B nah I can't do no favor
Think bout the bread errtime that I wake up
No stuntin B yea I can't do no fakin
Think bout the bread errtime that I wake up
No stuntin B yea I can't do no fakin
Think bout the bread errtime that I wake up
No stuntin B yea I can't do no fakin

Been sleep for a minute i had a hangover
Been dreaming bout b and whippin Range Rovers
She wanna f the clic so I brought the gang over
You trip we gon score
Guarantee its GameOver

Time to get paper Get tree tell em bake up
I been a boss Yea the boy really major
Play in my league you get hit with the laser
Fastball beam Strike you out when you play tough

Got dis b wet and its Lit like a day club
Run up on Exclusive you catch about 8 slugs
Aint cracking no checks but the boy got the pay stubs
Kick that b out the van im so tired of the fake love

Dont need the fake love b keep it a 100
I gave you real then you played me for nothing
You tried to play me but I wasnt for it
You wanted love and i treat you adorn

And im eating good this aint protien
Blowing woods in the hood with my whole team
You just a vegetable
Talk dough we a lecture you
These n some actors need whole scenes

Yea I go gnarly
Tht boy be hard body
Im Whipping that work like my name Al Pacino
Say what you want yea you know what yea we know
B I got paper like i got a kilo

Know excusive get fly like i bought a bug
Im making flips like im offer up
Boy you not original i leave you critical
B im shockin its no need to call the plug

Young N gotta plug you in
But you can't be my kin
Sense I came up yea i used to be stuck
Now these b wanna be my friend

I think bout bread every time that i wake up
B fckin my pillows up with all that makeup
Momma told me b its time get yo cake up
Like a unemployment i gotta apply for the paper
Kush blunts got me high like a sky with a scraper
Im suited for this need a tie and some gators
Get on you Cant get no 5 or no favors
Im jumping around like im STUNNA 4 VEGAS

Think bout the bread everytime that I wake up
No stuntin B nah I can't do no favor
Think bout the bread errtime that I wake up
No stuntin B yea I can't do no fakin
Think bout the bread errtime that I wake up
No stuntin B yea I can't do no fakin
Think bout the bread errtime that I wake up
No stuntin B yea I can't do no fakin



Credits
Writer(s): Brandon Hawkins, Walter Readye
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