Bread Winners

Damn Kris Kicked her out the whip I turn into a road runner Pussy's say they balling but they ain't got no jumper Got a baddie on the side and she a head hunter Aye call me boy wonder I'm a bread winner Everybody got they hand out on some free shit But I can't give them nun like a priest bitch I been wearing all black I'm on my priest shit Treat these pussy's like a typo I delete shit I make this shit look way too easy do this every week I keep a striker on my right the coldest in the league I got bitches passing out and falling on they knees These broads don't pray to God I tell them all to pray to me Don't confuse me with these other dudes Cause Mando really him Pure Codeine inside my cup, don't drink no liquor or no beer I spent 350 on Givenchy shades and still can't see clear Still can't see clear Free all my members out them jails cells Wish all my dawgs was here Demon baby, call me Hell Raiser I be hot as hell Is you gon eat or you gon starve Really only time will tell If you need work for the low, just let me know and I can help I got packs coming in straight from Florida through the mail Got seven different ways to get this cake and that's just in a week Fifty Boyz we serving 8 balls I'm feeling like Big Meech Nights still - from them old days I hardly ever sleep In the streets can't let shit slide Got to know we play for keeps Bow Kicked her out the whip I turn into a road runner Pussy's say they balling but they ain't got no jumper Got a baddie on the side and she a head hunter Aye call me boy wonder I'm a bread winner Everybody got they hand out on some free shit But I can't give them Nun like a priest bitch I been wearing all black I'm on my priest shit Treat these pussy's like a typo I delete shit I make this shit look way too easy do this every week I keep a striker on my right the coldest in the league I got bitches passing out and falling on they knees These broads don't pray to God I tell them all to pray to me Yeah you see me whipping in the Tesla I'm still smoking gas How this bitch claiming to keep it real with fake ass If it's up it's stuck Ain't squashing shit bitch you can't pay enough I got bands they say money talk bitch you can't say enough Bitch I been geeked out my body cooling in a Benz Take advice from broke pussy's shit don't make no sense I would have to dump a bitch before I dump the Xans Talking shit I'm shooting until it's cramping up my hand Uh bitch you can't be dumb and boujee need to pick a struggle I just threw it up and made a play don't need no huddle I'm whipping in the all black demon wearing all white They gon put they trust in Mando he gon get em right