Bread Winners (feat. Young Butta)

歌词
Bread Winners (包赢家)()-Young Thug /Young Butta
Know what I'm sayin'it's a bread it you know
You know we the bread winners know I'm sayin'
I need some butter know I'm sayin'shout out to a motherf**kin'b
I got on the ap sh*t go together know I'm sayin'forever ahh
I know that I'm making a killing
My coupe got them stars in the ceiling
My niggas go brazy no ritaling
Ap b**ch I'm all bout them benji's
I come through there fresh like John lennon
My wrist a haircut I'm not kidding
They dig all the sh*t that I'm kicking
I just bought my b**ch some new titties
You take out these pictures you bogus
We gon'turn your a**until you tollin'
We gon'ice your a**down til you folded
Kick that b**ch off the boat with no notice
Ni**a jewelry water need to float it
Make some bad b**ches f**k my brody
I eat crabs fish and that chipotle
They got lots of bread I'ma call butta
Three chopsticks I paid a stack for it
They run me through I probably got warrants
In the back of the 'bach ugh
Burning og out of backwoods
Not just dancing diamonds racing balmain
Lots of fakes allergic to seafood and serve for decoration
Lobster never tasted
Missed thanksgiving I was in miami
I was on ocean I was on vacation
In the benz speed 120racing
Ab in a rari sh*t was like the matrix
In and out of lanes weaving in the spaceship
I'm flexing got muscle like popeye
But fight over a b**ch no that is not I
I'm him I'm gon'tell the roof bye bye
Then remove the lid at the stoplight
With my side b**ches at benihana's
Brung her sister her bestie her mama
Told em tab is on me yeah I got em
And I pay the bill all in new hundreds
Now that is real colorful money
Spikes on me they drip at the bottom
She want thug and her friend is a toss up
I know that I'm making a killing
My coupe got them stars in the ceiling
My niggas go brazy no ritaling
Ap b**ch I'm all bout them benji's
I come through there fresh like John lennon
My wrist a haircut I'm not kidding
They dig all the sh*t that I'm kicking
I just bought my b**ch some new titties
You take out these pictures you bogus
We gon'turn your a**until you tollin'
We gon'ice your a**down til you folded
Kick that b**ch off the boat with no notice
Ni**a jewelry water need to float it
Make some bad b**ches f**k my brody
I eat crabs fish and that chipotle
They got lots of bread I'ma call butta
She say she want a cat
So I went bought the jag
And it match in the back
Make these b**ches look sad
I just dyed my hair grey
Like a motherf**king dad
And you know that we feastin'
I just couldn't get fat
Mind f**k em when I speak
Take the farrakhan notes
My rock wrist is on gold
Like the new audi spokes
Niggas scared to they soul
When I pull up with folks
I'ma take out the trojans put it right in her throat
And you know I stay with them aks and I should've caught em
Mind f**k 'em he shouldn't have played 'bout the butta
I only play inside the cover
Like a kid make them play with each other
And I'm ridin'round with a real bad b**ch
Oops I meant girl cover
I know that I'm making a killing
My coupe got them stars in the ceiling
My niggas go brazy no ritaling
Ap b**ch I'm all bout them benji's
I come through there fresh like john lennon
My wrist a haircut I'm not kidding
They dig all the sh*t that I'm kicking
I just bought my b**ch some new titties
You take out these pictures you bogus
We gon'turn your a**until you tollin'
We gon'ice your a**down til you folded
Kick that b**ch off the boat with no notice
Ni**a jewelry water need to float it
Make some bad b**ches f**k my brody
I eat crabs fish and that chipotle
They got lots of bread I'ma call butta
I know that I'm making a killing
My coupe got them stars in the ceiling
My niggas go brazy no ritaling
Ap b**ch I'm all bout them benji's
I come through there fresh like John lennon
My wrist a haircut I'm not kidding
They dig all the sh*t that I'm kicking
I just bought my b**ch some new titties
You take out these pictures you bogus
We gon'turn your a**until you tollin'
We gon'ice your a**down til you folded
Kick that b**ch off the boat with no notice
Ni**a jewelry water need to float it
Make some bad b**ches f**k my brody
I eat crabs fish and that chipotle
They got lots of bread I'ma call butta
专辑信息
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