Humble Bread Lyrics

Same nigga from

The 6 0 8 nigga

That's Wisco

Running through these

Hot girls even

When we get snow

Take a bad bitch

On a trip

I'm getting money

I don't give a shit

She be rolling my

Blunts and shit

High ass hell

She be off the shits

Never trust a bitch

Running to the

Money real quick

Tried to cuff a thot

Had to cut her

Off real quick

She was feeding me lies

I got full as shit

Tried to trap me up

But I out smarted that bitch

Bitches on my dick

They like your so luxury

Imma super star

Women begging just

To fuck with me

Got her begging

For a follow

Meanwhile I just

Fucked a model

Got me living like

No tomorrow dodging

All these fucking potholes

Damn that shit crazy

When you get some money

Feeling like Mike Jones

Cause back then

They didn't want me

I switched it up and

Moved to Florida you should

See my pad bitches mad

Wishing that I

Was their baby dad

That shit sad

How you blocking

Your own fucking blessings

I tried to cuff a thottie

But God taught me

Another lesson never

Love a thottie

Fuck that bitch and

Get some bread

Bitches thinking that they special

I just want some head

Wow bitches acting wild

I just copped a chain

It be like bling blow

Lux up on my charm

Baddie up on my arm

But I anit cuffing thots

I switch em up I'm bored

Pull up in that foreign

At the light I floor it

I'm screaming fuck the cops

I got this bitch in sport

Rest up Cudi too

I need some cutty too

I love a thick bitch

You know I'm trying screw

Uhhahh