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tengen! - breeton boi lyrics

[verse 1: breeton boi and ham sandwich]
yuh
run down
if you talking crazy, get gunned down (yuh)
ain’t n0body enlighten me that it’s going down
funny how the opps only operate when the sun down (bow)
they only operate afterhours in the shade of the nighttime
hashirama, k!ll the demons who sent you
beefing with me, that sh*t not on the menu
chop his body, separated his head too
i hit up beats with a murder intent (yuh)
you want a verse then it’s certainly dead (yuh)
haters is mad i get cerberus head
that’s 3 baddies who ask me, return to the bed
and you certainly next
if yo evil intentions is reaching my set
’cause i’m set on ascension
won’t settle for second
my section irreverent
stand at attention, you ain’t worth a mention (yuh)
[hook: breeton boi and ham sandwich]
in the spot got me feeling like tengen!
i ain’t come round here to act like your best friend (yuh)
ain’t a shot tryna top what i’m crafting
sleeping on me, you get lead to your death bed (ay)
go ahead send me hate or some death threats
guess what’s flashier, me or my weapon? (brrah)
you gon’ find out if you don’t stop pressing
hashira status, you lack in my presence (ha*,h*h*h*)

[verse 2: breeton boi and ham sandwich]
hasira status, i clap automatics
these n*ggas was hating, these n*ggas the maddest (brrah)
bro was just mad that his sister’s a demon
i just planned on getting the head and then leaving
don’t ask what i’m meaning, i act without reason (yuh)
i’m hacking and slashing these enemy weaklings (ay)
you won’t catch me hanging with average beings (yuh)
i’m acting elitist, you acting defeatist
i’m upping my gains bro, i’m actually peaking (woo)
he think he could beat me? i’m laughing and weezing
it’s blasphemy really, heard back there he scheming (yuh)
and after this beating, you won’t hear the sound of his breathing (yuh)
yeah! yeah! yeah!
you must be dumb if you think that i’m missing
hit with precision
drawing the glock, no commission
we teach ’em a lesson, dismiss ’em (brr, blow bow bow bow)
and i bet he won’t miss ’em (blagh!)
watch your position or
you can get popped with the smithin’
’cause this is tradition
me and ham doing it different
step back if you don’t share the vision (yuh)
[hook: breeton boi and ham sandwich]
in the spot got me feeling like tengen!
i ain’t come round here to act like your best friend
ain’t a shot tryna top what i’m crafting
sleeping on me, you get lead to your death bed (woo)
go ahead send me hate or some death threats
guess what’s flashier, me or my weapon? (brrah)
you gon’ find out if you don’t stop pressing (yuh)
hashira status, you lack in my presence (ay, k*k*k*)

[verse 3: ham sandwich]
keeping it flashy, i’m keeping it elegant (yuh)
f*ck with me and you out of your element (yessir)
said he a demon, he moving malevolent (uh huh)
put a f*ck n*gga deep in the sediment (brrah)
tripled your b*tches and doubled your requisites (d*mn, yuh)
sipping poison but i’m feeling excellent (yessir, uh huh)
been through the pain so i cut through the pestilence (uh huh, yessir)
moving music, i split through the resonance (yessir, yuh)
cut through the belt like texas to connecticut (woo, uh huh)
know i did it but ain’t got the evidence (yuh, d*mn)
said that she want me, she ain’t got the etiquette (woo, uh huh)
wanna slay me, she staying irrelevant (woo, d*mn)
n*ggas was hating, now it’s in development (uh, uh huh)
they wanna rate me, once i get to medaling (d*mn, yuh)
but i ain’t give a f*ck, i’m feeling celibate (uh huh, yuh)
stacking the money, never in a deficit (d*mn, cash, cash)
so many women hanging off my letterman (cash, uh huh)
broke in the game, they didn’t wanna let him in (d*mn)
f*ck with my people, i walk down his settlement (uh huh)
and now that sh*t desolate (yuh, b*tch!)
[hook: breeton boi and ham sandwich]
in the spot got me feeling like tengen!
i ain’t come round here to act like your best friend (yuh yuh!)
ain’t a shot tryna top what i’m crafting
sleeping on me, you get lead to your death bed (yessir!)
go ahead send me hate or some death threats
guess what’s flashier, me or my weapon?
you gon’ find out if you don’t stop pressing
hashira status, you lack in my presence

- breeton boi lyrics

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