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[verse 1]
what is you talking’ bout?
i’m sliding through, bringing guns to yo’ mama house
i got this bad b_tch, but she not poppin’ out
i got a new one, and she finna top me now
i’m in a mazi now, no paparazzi now
’cause i’m not big and i don’t got a following now
i had a falling out with some my brothers
sh_t don’t affect me, ’cause b_tch i’m still stuntin’
to you she the world, but to me that b_tch nothin’
i hit his face, put the glock in his stomach
nah, its too late kid, there’s no time for running
now run me yo’ pockets, ‘fore i get to bustin’

[verse 2]
hi welcome back, you’re the first guest on the mr. bread show
b_tch i’m counting bread loafs
put that on the deadlocs
can’t talk to no b_tch that t__th look like egg yolks
’cause they yellow
i walk right up to yo’ girl, i say h_llo
i take her out to a night in the ghetto
then i drop her off because i’ a good fellow
or fella
i took his girl, now he lookin’ mad jealous
f_ck this beat sh_t, i’ma go acapella
’cause young mr. bread white as sh_t like vanilla
[verse 3]
pardon me, got a bad b_tch whippin’ in a odyssey
b_tch straight gossiping, talking bout astrology
shut the f_ck, b_tch i’m tryna roll this broccoli
b_tch get off of me
why you so fond of me?
so what you cute, but you not even hot to me
she steady bother me
calling me constantly
she tryna recreate sh_t from p_rnography
she just a thot to me
i find it comedy
i don’t f_ck groupies, nah hoe, that’s my policy
gotta be smart for me
come with some modesty
i like philosophy
b_tch, i read socrates

- mr bread

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