t3au bread winner şarkı sözleri
Yeah I been coolin, ain't no stress, I got blunts
Class A nigga, tryna get like me you just a double stunt
I mean stunt double,
Feel yo hatred on you, stay up out my bobble
Got my momma on my side, so I stay up out a trouble
Be that pussy nigga I rebuttal
Harm my side, you know I slang that metal
Told that hoe I need some space, so I recorded in my shuttle
Geeked up bitch I'm feelin laced, can't feel my face off the heavy hitter
Can't let off my pace I got a race to the bag, got a be a bread winner
Do what I do, it's passion
Give a f*ck if it's dead or flashing
Call me, up if you bout that action
Otherwise miss me wit all the cappin
Up fye bitch you know I'm blastin
Already told him "stop it wit the yappin"
Flick fye I don't need no caption,
Already know my likes be goin up
Yeah I been coolin, ain't no stress, I got blunts
Class A nigga, tryna get like me you just a double stunt
I mean stunt double,
Feel yo hatred on you, stay up out my bobble
Got my momma on my side, so I stay up out a trouble
Be that pussy nigga I rebuttal
Harm my side, you know I slang that metal
Told that hoe I need some space, so I recorded in my shuttle
Geeked up bitch I'm feelin laced, can't feel my face off the heavy hitter
Can't let off my pace I got a race to the bag, got a be a bread winner

