Bread Gang Bitch ft. Nue Era, Death03Demon, Ronnie 2X$, TTK27 & Nosym Lyrics

Chasing the bread made my heart colder

I be solid, nigga like boulder

Bend that bitch over I call her a folder

Dunk in that pussy I swear its a poster

Trying to act cool but you is a poser

Been on my feet I move like Sonic

Remember them days I was bumping some Onyx

Me & my team ripping any damn flow

Smooth on the tide yeah we rocking the boat

These niggas was with me back when I was broke

Two Tone no glock bussing on ya bitch

Automatic pimping got these bitches on my dick

Like a ripstick way I hit then switch

Hell yeah my heart broke but this money be the fix

Hell yeah my heart cold on my chest sit a brick

Ice box can't lock a nigga down like the pen

I don't need to be rich cause my soul virtuous

Looking in the mirror you don't know who you is

Yeah, Damn

You don't know who you is

So you cap and you fold on yourself

Reminisce about some shit that you said to your kids

Lying about opportunities that you was scared to take

Saying you tried your hardest and you missed

In a cycle you putting a minute through hell they gone rinse

You don't care about yourself I'm convinced

Hey, getting all frail when shit get intense

Big king, I've been him since a prince

Quick sale, made him foam out the mouth

Watch for them snitches your name be announced

Could be up on dollars, feelings be down

Feel like somebody threw my ragdoll

Told my cousin we gone make auntie proud

N Double E & the Kings run the town

Them glockies around when TooRaw touch down

448's and whole lotta crowns

Upstate exotic five racks for this hound

My kennel remind me of my dawgs in the pound

Oh, hey, big business I'm tryna expand

Show you got heart and a body within

If you get rich better put on your mans

Hold on nigga its the G.O.D bitch

Yeah I'm the GOAT you gone remember me bitch

Fucking on your thot in my B&B bitch

Yeah I cuss a lot and my favorite work bitch

Yo TooRaw, Turn me up in this bitch

All a nigga needs is a blunt in this bitch

And watch how I black imma snap in this bitch

Ain't no caps in my raps imma back up my shit

Cuz I do this for

Well look at the time, (What time that it is?)

Its time for the guy to get goated in here

I need me a bitty get jiggy in here

We jump on the album with brodie to share

But we back after money

Damn my pockets feel hungry, stuff them with 20's & 100's