Break Dancing

Look, I can't hold none of these packs, boy, I been off the leash I'm a dog, Saint Bernard, keep them pussycats from round me All these bitches hounding, seven hits on my tape I feel just like I'm clowney Mr. Clean ain't talking downy I'ma turn up in this bitch, fuck it, roll another spliff Night stalker like two Johns, I be shitting on these niggas And I ain't never did attempts she looked my way, I bet I hit And I ain't never did no dancing, but these bags got some rhythm Coping pleasI don't feel them, uh Monfree on my ass a slight, five on some denim But all I need is a white tee cause these bitches love a trap, nigga Come on, come on, come on, come on, these bitches love a trap nigga Ten slugs shorty, got a 40 on my hip, a cool dub in my lap, nigga Don't need no drums on the track, I bet this shit still slap, nigga Expect that boy to move some mountains he can't even move a zip Stayed down for this shit, all I know is get ''em in All these bitches on my dick, this here a mosh pit Baby, ain't no nigga pair to me, so just stop it Laid a smackdown in the trap, not your Gelato bill or trending topic Yeah, I was always in the game, your baby daddy known for watchin Get that cake my only option Pass these packs out like I'm Stockton Is you lookin' or you coppin Sack religions every day, I'm prayin' for the prophet Was a average joker when and got my pockets sloppy You'll think she off that fent I pull out my dick in her head went to noddin C'mon