break necks - stephen jailon lyrics
aye, let me get that sh*t from da top, fredo
chorus
i don’t think that they got next
see the guys see they walk in and talk checks
and we come in and pop and we break necks
you n*ggas stiff and just like to flex
i move like a man take it to the chest
put me in the rain and i got dripped
thank god for the brothers that’s still here
thank god for my lover we still here
thank god for the family still here
i stay with the gang because y’all weird
don’t say sh*t till the check cleared
i just hit da gas, i don’t switch gears
hit babe one more time just like brittany spears
i stay with some green like a mountaineer
wait, hol up …. (hit the cash app)
cash dat little amount here
verse
i stick to the code and i won’t break
we grind up some money we levitate
he fresh in a rep he got no face
he’s a bag with no scale he got no weight
cut open my heart i got no hate
save all that “use to” sh*t for the old days
proper etiquette like we playing croquet
they called me up for some audio dope mane
i swear to god they won’t play me again
tryna keep it steady they ain’t want us to win
we crept thru the back when n*ggas didn’t let us in
i said f*ck it right here man i’m ending ’em then
chorus
i don’t think that they got next
see the guys see they walk in and talk checks
and we come in and pop and we break necks
you n*ggas stiff and just like to flex
i move like a man take it to the chest
put me in the rain and i got dripped
thank god for the brothers that’s still here
thank god for my lover we still here
thank god for the family still here
i stay with the gang because y’all weird
don’t say sh*t till the check cleared
i just hit da gas, i don’t switch gears
hit babe one more time just like brittany spears
i stay with some green like a mountaineer
wait, hol up …. (hit the cash app)
cash dat little amount here
verse
big bounce, i come thru with big ounces
master p we bout it bout it
shawty geek she too excited
lil bro got dat choppa biting
wrong move we gone say goodbye
i treat this sh*t like do or die
i treat this sh*t like multiply (yeah)
i don’t care bout that sh*t that u counting cause that sh*t ain’t doe to me
i don’t care about all of the vibez cause they just some hoes to me
run up some cho for me
my money way older than me
he thinking he better than me
you don’t sound too sober to me
yea, it’s over with me
chorus
i don’t think that they got next
see the guys see they walk in and talk checks
and we come in and pop and we break necks
you n*ggas stiff and just like to flex
i move like a man take it to the chest
put me in the rain and i got dripped
thank god for the brothers that’s still here
thank god for my lover we still here
thank god for the family still here
i stay with the gang because y’all weird
don’t say sh*t till the check cleared
i just hit da gas, i don’t switch gears
hit babe one more time just like brittany spears
i stay with some green like a mountaineer
wait, hol up …. (hit the cash app)
cash dat little amount here
outro
parking lot pimper
yea we get realer
spent a ticket just for dinner
yea just for dinner
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