Breash Coming Lyrics

I'm on the block with it

Who wanna get it

I'm not tryna quit it

Nigga I finish it

Punish it

Win this shit

You dumb as shit

Pussy nigga

Bitch yeah, this forty glock I got

Gon' say I run this shit

Breash comin

Blaka, Blaka, Blaka, Blaka

Hit you in ya matta

You gon' stop what

Nigga I love to pop up

You know that I'm a flocker

Hitting your chest like vodka

Hold that shit I brought the chopper

I'm seven feet Ibaka

Crack him like he lobster

All my niggas mobsters

You an imposter

Soft when it boil, pasta

I move when it's rain, hail, or sleet

That's how I plan the weather

I know how I came in was weak

I let the damage better me

For all it's worth it better be

She break my heart I let her be

Do me wrong I get a piece

Deuces, toolies spread the heat

Can't let no one next to me

They tryna get the best of me

Yo why the fuck you testin' me

I'll leave you slumped, promethazine

Hoppin' out

She give me the top I'm out

Sending the chops around

I got the glocks and mounts

I got like 5 accounts

I get the I's and bounce

I just might buy an ounce

Of pinks Runtz nigga

Eatin' like a sandwich cold cuts nigga

I be smokin' zours, ima bust niggas

They a fuckin' cowards I don't trust niggas

I'm a Mike Tyson uppercut niggas

For the big time I'm a rush niggas

It's a must, leave them in the dust niggas

Sip a 4 ounce and a crush nigga

I need more amounts in my trust nigga

My status been solidified

The ones, how I'm identified

Get a check out the streets, I'm verified

I don't say much still they terrified

All I want is a bread and a bitch to ride

Any bitch this dick gon' mystify

And any dick this bitch gon' liquefy

They get bread too, she'll get inside

You think I care shit I'm real surprised

My face straight even when I feel despise

Ho I need chips I'm near the prize

Now she get whipped like enterprise

Think so now bitch I've been a prize

For disrespect I penalize

You wanna cry like it'll incentivize

I'm akin to lies, trapped within the guise

I don't care what they say I got money comin

They movin' like niggas be frontin' or somethin

I need to get paid in abundance

Touchin' bands every day I turn nothin to somethin

Very efficient lil youngin' juggin

I'm too official I'm fuckin' buggin

Got to my pistol I clutched and upped it

I shot a missile abrupt eruption

How much gwap can I take he jealous

How long I've been awake need bed rest

Ask the boss for a break I said yes

I won't floss nothin' fake bitch dead fresh

I'm on the block with it

Who wanna get it

I'm not tryna quit it

Nigga I finish it

Punish it

Win this shit

You dumb as shit

Pussy nigga

Bitch yeah, this forty glock I got

Gon' say I run this shit

Breash comin

Blaka, Blaka, Blaka, Blaka

Hit you in ya matta

You gon' stop what

Nigga I love to pop up

You know that I'm a flocker

Hitting your chest like vodka

Hold that shit I brought the chopper

I'm seven feet Ibaka