letra de breaking bad - cole myer
i don’t want your girl, p-ssy, cause the money gon come through
i just made a rack and i flex on you
feel like breaking bad when the money come through
i keep getting money its just what i do
i keep going harder and harder and harder inside of the booth
i kept holding back now i’m letting it loose
we on villainish sh-t, but i care bout the truth
it’s like demon time with a mother f-cking switch on it
stand up on the mic and i go take a p-ss on it
i don’t care about non that sh-t that you said i just really care bout what you do
i stole your b-tch, and his b-tch, and his b-tch, and his b-tch and i’m gonna go f-ck on her too
they say they all hate me but i do not give a f-ck i pull up riding around in a coupe
cause i’m breaking bad in this b-tch
and you know that i don’t give a sh-t
and you know that we aim for the hip
and you that know we empty the clip
we got them bodies on bodies your b-tch got some mileage
i’m flying high like a mother f-cking pirate
i walk in the room everybody go silent
you talking loud p-ssy boy, be quite
i mean sh-t, they ain’t heard what i said so i left em for dead
you text my b-tch and she left you on read
speak up p-ssy, i ain’t heard what you said
all you know bout is that talk on the internet
you won’t do sh-t p-ssy boy, you not into that
i’ma pull up and go slump em, like where he at
brrrr, aim at the snakes and the f-cking rats
your b-tch is a pest
i’m feeling like i am the best
i’m feeling like i’m kanye west
cause i’m way better than the rest
lil mop shoot a b-tch in the chest
whats johnny with no test
make her smile while just like crest
lil mop gotta bulletproof vest
i went and hit up a thot and she sent me a nude
d-mn that was your b-tch, didn’t mean to intrude
i’ma hang up the phone and then call her a b-tch
d-mn b-tch, ruin my mood
i’m with lil mop we just letting it loose
f-ck it, go and hop out the coupe
go f-ck a b-tch on my d-ck she be glued
i don’t want your girl, p-ssy, cause the money gon come through
i just made a rack and i flex on you
feel like breaking bad when the money come through
i keep getting money its just what i do
i keep going harder and harder and harder inside of the booth
i kept holding back now i’m letting it loose
we on villainish sh-t, but i care bout the truth
it’s like demon time with a mother f-cking switch on it
my d-ck, it got your b-tch on it
i’m gonna go hit a l!ck on it
your wrist, it got a slit on it
that ass, ain’t gonna fit on it
that’s cap, ain’t got a lid on it
twenty bands, you wanna bid on it
breaking bad, i’m not going mid on it
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