Break Em
Five seven it match my hat
Red bottoms they match my back
Gallery with da chrome heart
With off white cause I whop like that
Stay down then the money gone stack
Spend the shit then get it right back
At Club Power throwing all twenties It's a tsunami in this bitch
Whole section full of gang members Everybody got sticks
Had a threesome with yo lil sister and She ate my kids
She sucked it good suck the bone off She say it taste like ribs
If a nigga mug looking my way
We gone blow em down in this bitch
762 with Grenade launchers big guns Hitting helicopters
Send his ass straight to the morgue Send em to God, he won't need a Doctor
Remembrance page just post a nigga
Me and gang start laughing
Twelve come start acting questions
I don't even know what happened
Shoes cost one P
Shades cost two P's
Jogging Suit Cost a P
All these P's on me
Break em down to a Z
Break em down to a quake
Break em down into eights
Sell it down to the shake
Shoes cost one P
Shades cost two P's
Jogging Suit Cost a P
All these P's on me
Break em down to a Z
Break em down to a quake
Break em down into eights
Sell it down to the shake
Niggas be faking dont know why they Hating
I'm counting up while ya bitch suck Me naked
Come from the trenches like bats in a Basement
If you want greatness you gotta stay Patient
Work disappeared like Houdini
Chop mop you up like a sqiggy
I'm outer space like I'm E.T
IM IN A CAT NOT A GT
Reach for my chain then it's free me
I got a way when I talk when I start Popping they diggin my aura
My bitch got on coco she dont shop at Zara's
Walk in my den come to my lair
All of this ice made your bitch stare
Designer da kicks yea I got several pair
Yo bitch wanna fuck me because of my Hair
Run this shit up keep it in they face
If you do dirt then don't leave trace
Bussin these juggs not catching no case
Seven six twos will eat up your face
I already won so how it's a race
I run it up put this shit in my safe
I am a boss at the end of the day
I do what I may and they do as I say
Hey
Shoes cost one P
Shades cost two P's
Jogging Suit Cost a P
All these P's on me
Break em down to a Z
Break em down to a quake
Break em down into eights
Sell it down to the shake
Red bottoms they match my back
Gallery with da chrome heart
With off white cause I whop like that
Stay down then the money gone stack
Spend the shit then get it right back
At Club Power throwing all twenties It's a tsunami in this bitch
Whole section full of gang members Everybody got sticks
Had a threesome with yo lil sister and She ate my kids
She sucked it good suck the bone off She say it taste like ribs
If a nigga mug looking my way
We gone blow em down in this bitch
762 with Grenade launchers big guns Hitting helicopters
Send his ass straight to the morgue Send em to God, he won't need a Doctor
Remembrance page just post a nigga
Me and gang start laughing
Twelve come start acting questions
I don't even know what happened
Shoes cost one P
Shades cost two P's
Jogging Suit Cost a P
All these P's on me
Break em down to a Z
Break em down to a quake
Break em down into eights
Sell it down to the shake
Shoes cost one P
Shades cost two P's
Jogging Suit Cost a P
All these P's on me
Break em down to a Z
Break em down to a quake
Break em down into eights
Sell it down to the shake
Niggas be faking dont know why they Hating
I'm counting up while ya bitch suck Me naked
Come from the trenches like bats in a Basement
If you want greatness you gotta stay Patient
Work disappeared like Houdini
Chop mop you up like a sqiggy
I'm outer space like I'm E.T
IM IN A CAT NOT A GT
Reach for my chain then it's free me
I got a way when I talk when I start Popping they diggin my aura
My bitch got on coco she dont shop at Zara's
Walk in my den come to my lair
All of this ice made your bitch stare
Designer da kicks yea I got several pair
Yo bitch wanna fuck me because of my Hair
Run this shit up keep it in they face
If you do dirt then don't leave trace
Bussin these juggs not catching no case
Seven six twos will eat up your face
I already won so how it's a race
I run it up put this shit in my safe
I am a boss at the end of the day
I do what I may and they do as I say
Hey
Shoes cost one P
Shades cost two P's
Jogging Suit Cost a P
All these P's on me
Break em down to a Z
Break em down to a quake
Break em down into eights
Sell it down to the shake
Credits
Writer(s): Nell Juggernaut
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