Breash Coming

I'm on the block with it Who wanna get it I'm not tryna quit it Nigga I finish it Punish it Win this shit You dumb as shit Pussy nigga Bitch yeah, this forty glock I got Gon' say I run this shit Breash comin Blaka, Blaka, Blaka, Blaka Hit you in ya matta You gon' stop what Nigga I love to pop up You know that I'm a flocker Hitting your chest like vodka Hold that shit I brought the chopper I'm seven feet Ibaka Crack him like he lobster All my niggas mobsters You an imposter Soft when it boil, pasta I move when it's rain, hail, or sleet That's how I plan the weather I know how I came in was weak I let the damage better me For all it's worth it better be She break my heart I let her be Do me wrong I get a piece Deuces, toolies spread the heat Can't let no one next to me They tryna get the best of me Yo why the f*ck you testin' me I'll leave you slumped, promethazine Hoppin' out She give me the top I'm out Sending the chops around I got the glocks and mounts I got like 5 accounts I get the I's and bounce I just might buy an ounce Of pinks Runtz nigga Eatin' like a sandwich cold cuts nigga I be smokin' zours, ima bust niggas They a fuckin' cowards I don't trust niggas I'm a Mike Tyson uppercut niggas For the big time I'm a rush niggas It's a must, leave them in the dust niggas Sip a 4 ounce and a crush nigga I need more amounts in my trust nigga My status been solidified The ones, how I'm identified Get a check out the streets, I'm verified I don't say much still they terrified All I want is a bread and a bitch to ride Any bitch this dick gon' mystify And any dick this bitch gon' liquefy They get bread too, she'll get inside You think I care shit I'm real surprised My face straight even when I feel despise Ho I need chips I'm near the prize Now she get whipped like enterprise Think so now bitch I've been a prize For disrespect I penalize You wanna cry like it'll incentivize I'm akin to lies, trapped within the guise I don't care what they say I got money comin They movin' like niggas be frontin' or somethin I need to get paid in abundance Touchin' bands every day I turn nothin to somethin Very efficient lil youngin' juggin I'm too official I'm fuckin' buggin Got to my pistol I clutched and upped it I shot a missile abrupt eruption How much gwap can I take he jealous How long I've been awake need bed rest Ask the boss for a break I said yes I won't floss nothin' fake bitch dead fresh I'm on the block with it Who wanna get it I'm not tryna quit it Nigga I finish it Punish it Win this shit You dumb as shit Pussy nigga Bitch yeah, this forty glock I got Gon' say I run this shit Breash comin Blaka, Blaka, Blaka, Blaka Hit you in ya matta You gon' stop what Nigga I love to pop up You know that I'm a flocker Hitting your chest like vodka Hold that shit I brought the chopper I'm seven feet Ibaka