Breeze ft. Ihynate Lyrics

Me and my boys, you know we be stealin' it

yeah, we get to killin' it

Ride in a drop top the breeze, I be feelin' it

The bag she want, yeah, she will kneel for it

Me and my boys, you know we on top of it

These boys some pimples, you know I be poppin it

Take the boy off the map, you know I be moppin' it

Balling so much feel like I play for the Knicks

Act like a little kid throwing in a fit

In outter space like it's Morty and Rick

Talk too much, so they hit him with a stick

Feel like it's madden, like they can get hit sticked

All time, yeah, I be feelin' it in my lungs

Jumped outta bed but I feel under the rug

(oh, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)

Disrespect me gonna get tough

Gonna pop him gonna get rough

Talkin' too much, yeah, woah

I got issues, no more trust, yeah, woah

Pour up the lean, I got a two-dose Seeing all red like I got a new rose

Four by four that's what I be seein' Acting all tough, but they ain't cool, though

Frat boy, white boy, yeah, that's rad Yeah, they actin' sad

Michael Jackson, I'm feelin' it, yeah, ill beat it bad

She ask me, is what I have? No, it's what I had

They lost, they need the map, yeah, I'm gettin' racks

Me and my boys, you know we be stealing it

Yeah, we get to killin' it

The bag she want, yeah, she kneel for it

She'll do anything for it

Pourin' somethin' in my cup

She ask me, where's the love?

Love, love, love