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a poster down the street
Oh the bold typeface read:
'Will you go or must I?'

And in Vienna
An artist throws 
His speckled arms into 
The air

And Mr. Freud,

I'm tryna break the curse 
Tryna make sumn outta nun we gone make it work

Get that bread with yo niggas, we get cake
Keep it real with yo niggas don't

Alright, alright, settle down
Hey we got a good battle for you guys tonight
Representing downtown Vienna
Is that actually his fucking name?
Alright

new four five 400 best guap I ever spent
If it’s bout some bread I’m pullin up
In the south side got my tooly tucked
Hollow tip give him a uppercut

shooters she gave me Head and
That pussy came after flip thru the Bread like
A book its a chapter eighty eight the Gang and
We flex on these actors counting

boxing
But a nigga plotting
In this club so many options
Found a little thotty ended up inside me casa
No Vienna sausage but I hope she like kabasa
I

I got the good stuff
Like Wonder Bread and Peanut Butter Jelly
That's the Good Stuff
Like a cold beer with a rim of lime
That's the Good Stuff
Like

is still moving
Nowadays, haters thinking I'm nothing
But with my talent on my mind
I brought something
Here in Vienna, I ain't special
Just normal

My Side feat. Vienna Rose

Hook

History on my side/Bible on my side/scripture on my side/Bible on my side/history on my side/history on my

Where I'm at there's more to life than women sloppin Vienna
I gotta be bigger than just another nigga wit bread
Get what he said
Pen and drill it in to yo

getting bread Keep getting better and keep dream chasing
This lil' bitch got me fed up The way that she capping, I know she a lame

Bitch I'm on the road

to play games wit you
We not here to play games wit you, we just here to get, Bent, Yea!

Popular on Tinder in Vienna I just get em
Bitch I'm worldwide

breakfast and give them manicures 
Before sending them away - backpacks bulging 
With Vienna sausages and
Chili weenies

So burn the incense and eat the bread

Uh
My whole life I been read wrong
Look, hater, you dead wrong
I don't want no trouble
I'm just tryna get my bread on
Park bench was my bed

love
Label greet me with the hand motion yea they pay attention to the wave now
Used to be Ritz and Vienna cans me and mama snacking on a Grey Hound
I'm