BREAKMYPHONE (feat. m0thman & King Leo)
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Blackout Smith & Wesson Better pray and say a blessin' When I pull up, know they stressin' Cuz I come up and I test 'em Tec gon' end it That's no discussion Rush 'em Hollows dust 'em Been accustomed 30s poppin' Pimpin', coppin' Perkys often Hot box coughin' Dead man walkin' When I walk in Bitches boppin' Sloppy toppin' That's the topic Fills my pockets Bought it, wonder what the cost is Roxys, oxycontin Prolly lost in nonsense Motherfuck the feds Caught another sentence, shit I been smokin' sess ever since Where my common sense Must've gone and went High as shit, I'm spent Jiggas potent Gassin', smokin' Gettin' fuckin' bent F*ck you and your friends, bitch Taking off Bodies drop I ain't a fool, got this on lock Purple pills Catch a drill Getting top, I'm in my feels Pinky nail Do a rail Vision's blurry, I'ma bail Not alone Take her home F*ck her number, break my phone Taking off Bodies drop I ain't a fool, got this on lock Purple pills Catch a drill Getting top, I'm in my feels Pinky nail Do a rail Vision's blurry, I'ma bail Not alone Take her home F*ck her number, break my phone Bitch I'm a surgeon with the Smith & Wesson F*ck 'round get your whole team's head bashed in I ain't playin' with you lame niggas, we are not the same Call me Johnny Ringo inside this bitch You don't wanna tango Peel you like a mango I ain't playin' games, I'm tryna get rich Lookin' for a come up And I got my gun tucked F*ck around and blow your brains out in this bitch Sippin' on Mad Dog Feelin' like a mad dog And I got a mag so don't get hit Nigga you done fucked up Now your fuckin' luck up Tell me how the f*ck you gon' duck this Niggas bout to blast off And they got they mask off You ain't gonna live when we do this hit C.J. brought the gang through And them niggas bang, too F*ck around and hang you up in this bitch Sippin' on Mad Dog Feelin' like a mad dog And I got a mag so don't get hit Nigga you done fucked up Now your fuckin' luck up Tell me how the f*ck you gon' duck this Niggas bout to blast off And they got they mask off You ain't gonna live when we do this hit C.J. brought the gang through And them niggas bang, too F*ck around and hang you up in this bitch Shit, I been smokin' sess ever since Where my common sense Must've gone and went High as shit I'm spent Jiggas potent Gassin' smokin' Gettin' fuckin' bent F*ck you and your friends, bitch Taking off Bodies drop I ain't a fool, got this on lock Purple pills Catch a drill Getting top, I'm in my feels Pinky nail Do a rail Vision's blurry, I'ma bail Not alone Take her home F*ck her number, break my phone Taking off Bodies drop I ain't a fool, got this on lock Purple pills Catch a drill Getting top, I'm in my feels Pinky nail Do a rail Vision's blurry, I'ma bail Not alone Take her home F*ck her number, break my phone
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Written by: Adam Cockrell, Olivia Boroughs, shane quirk
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