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i never been in a kitchen just a nasty n*gga got funds with my pistol
then i copped me some bag and got in my bag hit plays in the rental
can’t be down bad i got me some cash now i got rich n*gga visuals
23 and 1 just for a gun was in a cell like sickle
got bag like groceries and i save alot
come from a war zone we play with glocks
45. turn a n*gga to a tatertot hope he pray a lot we got dracs in stock
versace shoes thats yo momma rent times 2 come through and sweep like a broom
it go kaboom f*ck around clear out the room knock a opp outta his shoes
lil runner b*tch whats them lil feelings about i just had my d*ck in yo mouth
n*ggas be snitching and always running they mouth
i leave a rat hеad on the couch
this lil b*tch gave her half of thе d*ck so half the day she gone pout
trappers and shooters yea we be going all out come to yo door scout
solid never rat b*tch imma die by the code never will turn to mouse
b*tches ain’t sh*t that’s why i’m f*cking his spouse she said she was in a drought
not in the streets ain’t no fake gangstas allowed stay yo lame ass in the house
my n*ggas sick love when these f*ck n*ggas doubt wake up with tape on his mouth
beam on his nose these n*ggas some clowns get yo ass smoked you come out of bounds
beef getting deep so them n*ggas go drown bread winner the king i need me a crown
aye aye

we got glocks over here big drops over here big knots over here
in my hood got h*lla stop signs but opps dont stop over here

we got glocks over here big drops over big knots over here
in my hood got h*lla stop signs
but opps dont stop over here
everyday its the first of the month cop me a pack then ran up my funds
got yo b*tch check go spend on drugs no handouts got this sh*t out the mud
pakistan pakistan pakistan yea we the ones
winning and getting the bread ar be shaking like that b*tch got dreads
we got the bag and we got the meds diddy said do it
so i k!lled the beat grandma don’t like it but i love the streets
i need mil ain’t talking bout meek all in the feild but ain’t go no ps
only the pack cause these other n*ggas fake never forgot i do it for jake
stuck in the rain i need better days when these n*ggas see me
they shoes turn to skates
runner boyz cause we then ran through a bag and these hoes too
but ain’t talking bout that
until i get up then i can’t get no rest never trick on a b*tch give my brother my last
belt be louie thats holding the glock
getting tired of the bottom on my way top lee locked up im a hold my boy spot
n*ggas been sleep on me time to turn up a notch
i use to rob didn’t play on the stove
hustling ass n*gga turned dollars to gold
real clair n*gga i was posted by joes 93 for life b*tch this sh*t in my soul
we got glocks over here big drops over here
big knots over here
in my hood got h*lla stop signs but opps dont stop over here
we got glocks over here big drops over big knots over here
in my hood got h*lla stop signs but opps dont stop over here

- breadwinner lyrics

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