Breaking & Entering

Nigga sippin a Polar Pop with some Casamigos
And some damn Fanta in this mother fucker

Pull a kick doe I just bust thru the spot
All black Tim's and I'm equipped with the Glock

Know I got the mask so you can't my face
I got the rubber gloves too K smoove ain't catching no case

Imma head up the stairs and come down with the safe
Quancho hit my line he say the neighbors awake

Know he waiting outside ready to do the race
I told him give me 2 minutes Nigga stay in yo place

Now I'm Creepin down the hallway in these loud ass boots
I heard a creek creek creek comin from the bedroom

I see some liquor on the table and some boof ass blunts
Cant even smell that shit this Nigga ain't smoking no runtz GOOFY

I peeped in the door he was eating the box
I said what's up buddy and I up'd the Glock

The bitch started screaming damn near fell off the bed
I told that bitch to shut the fuck up I just want all the bread

I take both of they phones Ain't no callin the police
Bust a fucking move your beating heart will be deceased

Now I'm sprinting out the door damn near fell on my face
All this jewelry in my pocket I done forgot the safe

Now I jumped in the charger and it smell like a pack
This a v6 I drive that bitch like a scat

I been bussin Juggs but that shit ain't important
Took them IPhones out my pocket out the window like Jordan

Driving down 85 with a MK on my wrist it look shiny as shit
On my way to fuck a slut it just might be your bitch
She told me that she felt weird when you asked her to pitch
This the same Cuban link and Raybans I wore yesterday
Buddy filed police report didnt get it back anyway

Aye get it back it blood Nigga what it do?
Nigga I got Extended mags and switches for em too



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Writer(s): Kenneth Camp
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