Bread Getters (feat. Camlyvs)

I said we some bread getters I said we some bread getters, ayy G6K I said we some bread getters, ayy I said we some bread getters, ayy Nigga, we some bread getters Mr. Rock out with that chop Nigga, we some head getters How you wife a fuckin' thot? Nigga's wife a head givers Infrared 300, black out, that'll leave his head missing Drill, he smoke too much, so if he run, he'll let that lead get you How y'all say that? Nigga's silent, now he in the feds, snitchin I just said I got some gas, but why he pass a red swisher I'm just tryna stack my money bags and shit like ari fletcher Smackin' shit like dominoes, get in the crib and count the ends Doc obnky hangin' round them twin bitches, you know the different gins It's time to slide, put 33 in her, put 5-0 up in him It's time to slide, it's time to step outside, my nigga, this ain't no sim Look like drill lackin April fools, nigga, look again, Stixx he got that long nose that bitch a knock off all the limbs This stupid bitch keep playin' tricks, wait till I knock off all the friends Might call a bitch to come and slide the crib, so dick at 2 a.m I can't let my realest hit the streets, they known to go banana yea them cutta , they gon' kill for me, they somethin' like Charles Manson We don't care about no commercial, we that smoke that cause a cancer And that beam to him, unlocked a talent, he turn to a dancer Chop be flippin' shit and that's on God, he let yo' ass to rest Ra-Ra, turn you's Zaza on, on yo' back and wood, he roll the best Ace love hangin' out that car, yeah, he love leavin' niggas flat They ain't gon' shoot, they on the bench, watchin' the ball go through the net Watch what you say, cause I know all my niggas shoot, bout that respect He don't wanna talk about how he spend, he just wanna give his brother rest Know I'm a savage, ain't no knife, but this bitch cut below the neck Could give a f*ck about a hoe, long as she don't f*ck up a check Could give a f*ck about her bro, put his ass on the upper deck I'm not throwin' no subliminals, you know the doc keep comin' direct Like how these , f*ck yo' gang, don't claim you niggas, how you get rejected Not for real, how you let them stain you niggas, talkin' bout you wasn't ready Nigga, we some bread getters, they know we some bread getters G6K They know we some bread getters, they know we some bread getters They know we some bread getters, I pop out them vents That's why they call us fuckin' head splitters We don't do no tweetin', we hit his family, get him gone Damn, Kevin, that's what you on? Nah, nigga, I'm just ridin' wrongs I had to buy me a cast, I hear that purr go on her own That nigga a bitch, what you on? I'm sendin' shots to your fuckin' home Send that nigga to the ocean, he gon' swim, might go for a saloon I hit a bitch that cap about her pussy, like, bitch, you gone She like that smell, that's my cologne I fucked a bitch and I left her alone They hate when a nigga all in his own I'm like, f*ck a nigga, we can get it on They say what you know about up and pose Tell a nigga I ain't never froze That nigga said, just let me know Stop, Kevin, nigga, you know you a ho Well, f*ck it, I been tryna up his goal Y'all really used to just fuckin' hoes I hop up in the field just so I can wipe a nigga nose That bitch a freak, I made her touch her toes These niggas be cappin' for these hoes