break tha news - wonder lyrics
[intro]
uh, yeah, tell you that’s your b*tch textin’ me
hit up that f*ckboy if he keep talkin’ ’bout pressin’ me
where that f*ckboy from? he must be located off of sesame
your new sh*t ain’t impressin’ me, your b*tch certain ’bout textin’ me
[chorus]
i’m thinking ’bout cutting up
we gon’ pull up on ’em, we gon’ f*ck ’em up
that boy looking like a geek
i’m thinking bout rushing on him with a b*tton*up, sh*t
i’m tryna get my cousin up and these b*tches might be f*ckin’ us
she don’t really gotta get up out the crib, oh d*mn, really talkin’ bout suckin somethin’, yeah
break the news, i don’t idolise my boys
that’s some broke junkies in that dumb music
man, that sh*t ain’t even really noise for real
f*ck, b*tch, i’m getting up, ho
i’m gon’ pull up on you in the royce, see me
bet you pull up and then they breaking knees, got ’em feeling like a bag of [?], yeah
i just got a brand new toy, yeah
now you f*ckin’ with the boy, yeah
now y’all wanna act cool when i was up on twitter peepin’ noise
f*ckboy, you a b*tch, yeah, i hope you get destroyed
and your b*tch breath really stank, she a certified freakazoid, yeah
[verse]
boy comin’ out the cage, yeah
what the f*ck made you rage? yeah
i pull up on them in a new mercedes
but that boy pumpin’ on the breaks, yeah
yeah, i walk in, empty safe
that f*ckboy a piece of cake, tch
i pull up and i’m breakin’ in
i won’t give you nothin’, i take, uh
[chorus]
i’m thinking ’bout cutting up
we gon’ pull up on ’em, we gon’ f*ck ’em up
that boy looking like a geek
i’m thinking bout rushing on him with a b*tton up, sh*t
i’m tryna get my cousin up, and these b*tches might be f*ckin’ us
she don’t really gotta get up out the crib, really talkin’ bout suckin somethin’
break the news, i don’t idolise my boys
that’s some broke junkies in that dumb music
man that sh*t ain’t even really noise for real
f*ck, b*tch, i’m getting up, ho
i’m gon’ pull up on you with the royce
bet you pull up and then they breaking knees, got ’em feeling like a bag of [?], yeah
i just got a brand new toy, yeah
now you f*ckin’ with the boy, yeah
now y’all wanna act cool when i was up on twitter peepin’ noise
f*ckboy, you a b*tch, yeah i hope you get destroyed
and your b*tch breath really stank, she a certified freakazoid, yeah
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