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
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