Break Bread-Yuri Joness

歌手 : Yuri Joness

专辑 : Break Bread

语种 : 英语

时长 : 03:10

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TXT Break Bread-Yuri Joness 文本歌词

Oh oh

It's trap season

I want the finer things I ain't have s**t

Break bread with my n***as now we lit

I just need a cold hundred on my wrist

Chauffeur I ain't even got a whip

Yo girl with me in the six

I'ma have to show her how to ride stick

I don't ever break bread with a b***h

N***as throwin' shots but they always miss

What you talkin' bout I'm getting money now

I ain't flexin' I'm just trying to get my momma out

I found another route already mapped it out

Tell the club owner I'ma get him another couch

Twotone on my wrist that's a bust down

Bottle service every time we in the club now

Why you creepin' into this section

You not allowed

N***as fight over P***y that we just pass around

I get money from another world Jimmy Neutron

Go support your baby mother she sleep on a futon

I ain't nothing like these other n***as don't compare me

And they done put me in a booth and now it's getting scary

No cosigns f**k a feature I'ma get it on my own

Baby I ain't trying to see it just leave me the f**k alone

N***as shootin' up in the club I'm going prone

You ain't got enough money so you can't take her home

I want the finer things I ain't have s**t

Break bread with my n***as now we lit

I just need a cold hundred on my wrist

Chauffeur I ain't even got a whip

Yo girl with me in the six

I'ma have to show her how to ride stick

I don't ever break bread with a b***h

N***as throwin' shots but they always miss

Get some head and make a track hit two birds with one stone

That boy ain't with the s**ts he just talkin' out his dome

Told my momma that I'ma get her a million dollar home

So I can smoke in the crib ain't gotta hear her tone

What you doin' girl

Let me interrupt your plans

And why you pressed 'cause I ain't comment on your Instagram

And I support the hustle but no I am not a fan

Ain't gotta front for nobody this s**t's just who I am

I know the money is comin' the hunger just made me want it

My first influence was the trap and so I went to an onion

Too many B*****s up in the spot I can't breathe

And all these winners up in my circle she can't lead

Yeah hood n***a but I party like a rockstar

Happy to say I've never been inside a cop car

Switchin' them lanes in that new GTR

Go ahead and try it I don't think you're gonna get far

I want the finer things I ain't have s**t

Break bread with my n***as now we lit

I just need a cold hundred on my wrist

Chauffeur I ain't even got a whip

Yo girl with me in the six

I'ma have to show her how to ride stick

I don't ever break bread with a b***h

N***as throwin' shots but they always miss

It's trap season bruh