
letra de bed breaker - mg sleepy & tse vic
[verse 1: mg sleepy]
alright, i said
put my d-ck inside her guts, i got her legs shaking
b-tch i know you heard of mg sleepy, i’m a bed breaker
i’m finna shoot the president, ’cause i like dead faces
booked a show, ain’t show up to that b-tch, i made ’em still pay me (alright)
i said these n-ggas know i know the real, so why they still faking?
four years up, fifty million streams, these n-ggas still hating (alright)
i said n-gga said he tryna sn-tch a chain, well tell him come take it
b-tch i be den shot you in your sh-t, don’t make me (alright, cmon)
b-tch i be den shot you in your sh-t, don’t make buss draco (n-gga)
i’m finna drop another tape like let me call hailey (alright)
i said you can’t link me with no local rappers, bro they all hate me
bro a p-ssy, if he come around have the dog chase him (alright)
i said, i’m f-cking legends b-tch like let me call baby
found two b-tches, they was down to f-ck and now we all naked (alright)
i said i know a b-tch thats swiping giffies, making fraud payments
told this b-tch don’t roll the windows down, you with a star baby (alright)
i said told the b-tch don’t roll the windows down, you with a star baby
b-tch trippin’, she keep telling me i look like lil baby
i’m finna beat her doonies down and make a lil baby
told her i ain’t with the toxic sh-t, but i’m a lil crazy
[verse 2: tse vic]
mhmm, alright
i took plug bowls back, they was a lil’ shaky
told em’ switch me out of vacuum seals, time to make paper
i left the basic b-tch alone, she never seen greatness
i done came dior just to jog, ’cause i don’t do asics
i ain’t the type to blow a bag, b-tch i’m a pape’ saver (cmon)
the way we pull out srt’s you’d think we street racin’
i’m taking glocky over smith, ’cause i don’t need safety
popped ha’ off for tryna take a chain and i ain’t cremate it (cmon)
i got some brothers from the four, but i’m a three baby
before the rap, b-tch i was trappin’ selling g’s daily
i’m gon’ secure the millions, then i’m out like f-ck being famous
i done popped a perc and bent her over, now her knees shaking (alright, cmon)
it’s steak & eggs for the morning, remember cheese bagels
and i just pulled up black truck, like b-tch meet the mayor
i got the governor on my side, what the goat is saying
and we done got rich off the rapping, you n-ggas still playin’
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