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bandgang javar & bandgang biggs - break bread كلمات أغنية

[intro]
(ayy, jay, man, run that sh_t, cuh)

[verse 1: bandgang biggs]
you say you got a ticket, break bread or play dead
i’m bored as h_ll tryna leave a n_gga face red
bad b_tch blowin’ me up, sh_t, i just left her on read
don’t shoot the messenger, b_tch, i play like i ain’t say it
got a hundred pair of kicks, ‘nother hundred pair of jeans
double up on what i spend, i fell in love with buyin’ weed
you can’t live without this sh_t, so how the f_ck you not a fiend?
you be f_ckin’ everybody, b_tch, how is you a queen?
you a thot b_tch, tryna hit the room, but you on opp sh_t
too sl!ck, tryna put me in the pot like soup mix
blue wrist, they came with the chain, b_tch, i’m too lit
shoutout milli mills, she took them chances, now the crew lit
protect it with my life, went to jail, earned some stripes
came home, upped the thirty on the ‘gram, that was light
call home off that jail phone like i can see the light
i be everywhere, but i don’t go nowhere without my pipe
feds told me, “n_gga, we know you be with the mob”
i told ’em, “shut the f_ck up, b_tch, get up off my kn_b”
you got a job, i got a job, that’s to step harder than you
tellin’ on my brothers, that’s some sh_t i never’d do
mia season, b_tch, i’m droppin’ the roof
fan n_gga said my name in songs, i’m droppin’ you too
get the scoop, like magicians, i can make you go poof
.223s hit your face, it’d knock out a tooth (n_gga)
[verse 2: bandgang javar]
n_ggas wanna see me down like my old hoes
i’ma tell you like i told my ex, up roll (hahaha)
i admit it, i’m an assh0l_
made her walk home, me and biggs in the jag’ blowed
0_1_9 3_2_2 made me fifty, miss them good boys
had a hundred k before i ever heard of dogecoin
jcob 1 dips, we be in and out
your stupid ass be tellin’ on yourself, postin’ sh_t for clout
i’m the reason blueacorn ran out of funding
you can’t get past the face scan, you keep fumblin’ (goofy)
tired note, you ain’t got no fiends, don’t be hustlin’
i came on the ‘gram to use heads, he start krumpin’
i got fake instagram pages, i be catfishin’
in the dms, tryna give the opps the meat with it
he thought he was mean hercules, got his ass shot
that’s what his thirsty ass get, gave me his own drop (ham)

- bandgang javar bandgang biggs

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