Breaking Bad

Pull up wit a choppa, Imma pull up wit a stick
I might shoot you in yo leg in yo shit
I don't play around we can hit bout it
I'm fuckin yo momma and fuckin yo bitch
Aye hop in the whip with no top
Aye shorty she giving me top, Aye this money I get it a lot
And if you tripping i'll shoot up the spot

Aye stackin this money
I'm stackin this cash finna put a bullet up in yo ass
I'm like Walter White with the glass, Money First and problems last
Choppin the cheddar, I'm packing the bags
I got a draco with an extended mag
Unloading the clip yeah this bitch shoot fast
Finna leave you up in the past

Oh you thought i was done, I'm loading these rhymes like a gun
Lemme tell you i just begun, popped a perc and then i spun
On the dash it say 300, if cops detain bitch i'm running
On the west where my boys gunnin,
Doesn't this shit sound like i'm mumblin, yeah, no it don't
I'm toking this spliffy I said I won't,
If shorty the ocean then Imma boat
Got the water crashin now im super soaked, wait reverse that
I ain't the victim it's her cat, swinging my dick like it's a bat
Home run finished on her back, bitch

Pull up wit a choppa, Imma pull up wit a stick
I might shoot you in yo leg in yo shit
I don't play around we can hit bout it
I'm fuckin yo momma and fuckin yo bitch
Aye hop in the whip with no top
Aye shorty she giving me top, Aye this money I get it a lot
And if you tripping i'll shoot up the spot

Aye stackin this money
I'm stackin this cash finna put a bullet up in yo ass
I'm like Walter White with the glass, Money First and problems last
Choppin the cheddar, I'm packing the bags
I got a draco with an extended mag
Unloading the clip yeah this bitch shoot fast
Finna leave you up in the past



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Writer(s): Isahia Reeves
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