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Bread Gang, CMG, BGE. Ya what I'm saying

one the table, Killas in the cut
I ain't working out, but pushing up
I was down. They was switching up
As I look around. I don't know up
They just on, They ain't real as us
Yea it a while. Now I got it up
Two pretty bitches. I can Dutch
Knock it out the park. Tell em up
Big do what ya can't,
5 million all 100's I down the bank
You know I'm up in the
Talking shit behind the wall get hit a shank
My nigga and dem in field
Gun ya ass for real. This is not a prank.
on me, Fish tank.
Sippin erase the problems
My mind go
Every my bitch want a new purse
100 racks could've her a verse
I wish I would've thought of that
Count for me I put her to work
Red on red in a Vette
Skinny jeans BGE on my
So money I forgot where I put it
Now it costs ya six figures to me

They don't see me up but I done came so far
Big boy Royce truck in traffic I bogard.
Had a dream of a Audemar and Rolex on both arms
Couldn't choose I don't live by the rules so I down both of em
They wanna see me up but I done came so far
Big boy Rolls truck in traffic I bogard.
Had a of a Audemar and Rolex watch on both arms
choose I don't live by the rules so I bust down both of em

Snot on the Cartier watch. Boogers out the bezel.
I'll wear it wherever. These know I'm a devil
I'm a certified stepper. I'm slanging metal
Bread Gang vanilla. White gold white toes and my bitches yells
Slid on their block in a Jetta. We ain't toting no Baretta. 100 or better
Big homie 30 I'm proper. Yea I'm in this ice but I'm hot as lava.
Hit his ass with the chopper never see a doctor
hittas done popped em
Cover my bitches in Prada. They'll never see Chanel. That for my momma.
You pull up then you a goner. I ain't sent a threat. That shit there a

Fitted hat, jeans. Metal tucked, VVS to baguette. Leveled up.
Smash for ya cash, get cheddar up.
Glock 26 in my
Fitted hat, jeans. Metal tucked, VVS to baguette. Leveled up.
for ya cash, get your cheddar up.
Glock 26 in my