Bread Winners (feat. Young Butta)

Know what I'm sayin'? It's a bread it, you know, you know, we the bread winners, know I'm sayin'? I need some butter, know I'm sayin'? Shout out to a motherfuckin' b, I got on the ap, shit go together, know I'm sayin'? Forever, ahh!

I know that I’m making a killing

My coupe got them stars in the ceiling

My niggas go brazy, no ritalin

Ab bitch, I’m all bout them benji’s

I come through there fresh like john lennon

My wrist a haircut, I’m not kidding

They dig all the shit that I’m kicking

I just bought my bitch some new titties

You take out these pictures, you bogus

We gon’ turn your ass until you tollin'

We gon’ ice your ass down ‘til you folded

Kick that bitch off the boat with no notice

Nigga jewelry water, need to float it

Make some bad bitches fuck my brody

I eat crabs, fish, and that chipotle

They got lots of bread, I’ma call butta

Three chopsticks, I paid a stack for it

They run me through, I probably got warrants

In the back of the 'bach, ugh

Burning og out of backwoods

Not just dancing, diamonds racing balmain

Lots of fakes allergic to seafood and serve for decoration

Lobster never tasted

Missed thanksgiving, I was in miami

I was on ocean, I was on vacation

In the benz speed, 120 racing

Ab in a rari, shit was like the matrix

In and out of lanes, weaving in the spaceship

I’m flexing, got muscle like popeye

But fight over a bitch, no that is not I

I’m him, I'm gon' tell the roof bye bye

Then remove the lid at the stoplight

With my side bitches at benihana’s

Brung her sister, her bestie, her mama

Told ‘em tab is on me, yeah I got ‘em

And I pay the bill all in new hundreds

Now that is real colorful money

Spikes on me, they drip at the bottom

She want thug, and her friend is a toss up

I know that I’m making a killing

My coupe got them stars in the ceiling

My niggas go brazy, no ritalin

Ap bitch, I’m all bout them benji’s

I come through there fresh like john lennon

My wrist a haircut, I’m not kidding

They dig all the shit that I’m kicking

I just bought my bitch some new titties

You take out these pictures, you bogus

We gon’ turn your ass until you tollin'

We gon’ ice your ass down ‘til you folded

Kick that bitch off the boat with no notice

Nigga jewelry water, need to float it

Make some bad bitches fuck my brody

I eat crabs, fish, and that chipotle

They got lots of bread, I’ma call butta

She say she want a cat

So I went bought the jag

And it match in the back

Make these bitches look sad

I just dyed my hair grey

Like a motherfucking dad

And you know that we feastin’

I just couldn’t get fat

Mind fuck ‘em when I speak

Take the farrakhan notes

My rock wrist is on gold

Like the new audi spokes

Niggas scared to they soul

When I pull up with folks

I’ma take out the trojans put it right in her throat

And you know I stay with them aks and I should’ve caught ‘em

Mind fuck 'em, he shouldn't have played 'bout the butta

I only play inside the cover

Like a kid, make them play with each other

And I'm ridin' round with a real bad bitch

Oops I meant girl, cover

I know that I’m making a killing

My coupe got them stars in the ceiling

My niggas go brazy, no ritalin

Ap bitch, I’m all bout them benji’s

I come through there fresh like john lennon

My wrist a haircut, I’m not kidding

They dig all the shit that I’m kicking

I just bought my bitch some new titties

You take out these pictures, you bogus

We gon’ turn your ass until you tollin'

We gon’ ice your ass down ‘til you folded

Kick that bitch off the boat with no notice

Nigga jewelry water, need to float it

Make some bad bitches fuck my brody

I eat crabs, fish, and that chipotle

They got lots of bread, I’ma call butta

I know that I’m making a killing

My coupe got them stars in the ceiling

My niggas go brazy, no ritalin

Ap bitch, I’m all bout them benji’s

I come through there fresh like john lennon

My wrist a haircut, I’m not kidding

They dig all the shit that I’m kicking

I just bought my bitch some new titties

You take out these pictures, you bogus

We gon’ turn your ass until you tollin'

We gon’ ice your ass down ‘til you folded

Kick that bitch off the boat with no notice

Nigga jewelry water, need to float it

Make some bad bitches fuck my brody

I eat crabs, fish, and that chipotle

They got lots of bread, I’ma call butta