BREAKING BAD
Said we barely breaking even
We supposed to be breaking bread
Breaking Bad, in the lab Cooking
Compliments to the chef
Said we barely breaking even
We supposed to be breaking bread
Breaking Bad In the lab Cooking
So, compliments to the chef
Extra, extra
Told them read all about it
Test us, test us
Cause We all about it
Leave them petrified
Mesmerized with all this shit in this head of mine
Lean in my lemon-lime
Yola up her snub nose
Soda in the cup though
Cola for the scrubs
Told them roll another blunt for BAN cut throats
What the fuck all them guns for?
For them sus-ass custos
Yuh, and I got a Beam on the gun
Pink in the punch
So, there's lean in gums
Sipping purple
Seeing circles from all this Codeine in my cup
And not to mention the Green in the blunt
I Smoke like a fiend needing Weed in my lungs
I Stand too tall for me to sink into love
I just need a bitch on the kinkiest stuff
I won't link in or cuff
Trying to link up to fuck
Yuh
I'm trying to link up to fuck
Yuh
I'm on the brink and the cusp
Of the being the greatest to think of this stuff
Yuh
Walter White how I cook
You Jessie Pinkman too much
It means you ain't thinking enough
It means you ain't thinking enough
Still we Barely breaking even
We supposed to be breaking bread
Breaking Bad, in the lab Cooking
Compliments to the chef
Said we barely breaking even
We supposed to be breaking bread
Breaking Bad In the lab Cooking
So, compliments to the chef
I feel alive
Your bitch trying to ride
She said I'm a vibe for sure
And if you try any of my guys
We'll run up the five
Bitch you fin a die for sure
Told that bitch to look in eyes
I can't tell a lie
I'm really going to find hoe
Big truck!
Big body mother fucker
That bitch got a big butt
Tummy tuck a motherfucker if he trying to get tough
Bitch, want to go?
Damn, tell that hoe to get up
Hoe, want to run your mouth?
Bitch, don't get lit up
All on my line
Quit wasting my time
Bitch, don't look surprised
You know we going to slide
I'm fighting these demons
They're all in my mind
Got me walking outside with a Tec on my side
All these fucking drugs in my system
Bitch, don't be surprised if I die
Breaking it bad If she bougie
I'm hitting that bitch in the spine
We supposed to be breaking bread
Breaking Bad, in the lab Cooking
Compliments to the chef
Said we barely breaking even
We supposed to be breaking bread
Breaking Bad In the lab Cooking
So, compliments to the chef
Extra, extra
Told them read all about it
Test us, test us
Cause We all about it
Leave them petrified
Mesmerized with all this shit in this head of mine
Lean in my lemon-lime
Yola up her snub nose
Soda in the cup though
Cola for the scrubs
Told them roll another blunt for BAN cut throats
What the fuck all them guns for?
For them sus-ass custos
Yuh, and I got a Beam on the gun
Pink in the punch
So, there's lean in gums
Sipping purple
Seeing circles from all this Codeine in my cup
And not to mention the Green in the blunt
I Smoke like a fiend needing Weed in my lungs
I Stand too tall for me to sink into love
I just need a bitch on the kinkiest stuff
I won't link in or cuff
Trying to link up to fuck
Yuh
I'm trying to link up to fuck
Yuh
I'm on the brink and the cusp
Of the being the greatest to think of this stuff
Yuh
Walter White how I cook
You Jessie Pinkman too much
It means you ain't thinking enough
It means you ain't thinking enough
Still we Barely breaking even
We supposed to be breaking bread
Breaking Bad, in the lab Cooking
Compliments to the chef
Said we barely breaking even
We supposed to be breaking bread
Breaking Bad In the lab Cooking
So, compliments to the chef
I feel alive
Your bitch trying to ride
She said I'm a vibe for sure
And if you try any of my guys
We'll run up the five
Bitch you fin a die for sure
Told that bitch to look in eyes
I can't tell a lie
I'm really going to find hoe
Big truck!
Big body mother fucker
That bitch got a big butt
Tummy tuck a motherfucker if he trying to get tough
Bitch, want to go?
Damn, tell that hoe to get up
Hoe, want to run your mouth?
Bitch, don't get lit up
All on my line
Quit wasting my time
Bitch, don't look surprised
You know we going to slide
I'm fighting these demons
They're all in my mind
Got me walking outside with a Tec on my side
All these fucking drugs in my system
Bitch, don't be surprised if I die
Breaking it bad If she bougie
I'm hitting that bitch in the spine
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Writer(s): Kamron Curry
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