Breath Mint Lyrics

(Yeah)

(Woah)

(Yeah)

Baby in that car

And I be cruisin

Baby in that car

And I be zoomin

Fuckin' up the broad

She like to do it

Bang in the studio

Yeah, the booth shit

I make a song she sing along

Rockin' on that V-Lone

She was in my bed last night

Ridin' like a seesaw

Don't take no weeks off

Countin' up my green

Go

This shit hot like the desert

Yeah, I call it Rango

Sippin' drinks

Yeah, I'm right up on a private jet

These people used to doubt me

And now they say I'm up next

Say I got some money

So I pulled out the whip

To flex

You think your shit don't stink

I told you eat a breath mint

Yeah, I'm pullin' out the whip

And it's motherfuckin' Transit

Baby, don't take

This life for granted

I didn't mean to hurt your feelings

But I already said it

I just wanna be loved

I guess that's my fetish

I put my feelings in a bottle

Should I send it

No, I think I'm too scared

Of rejection

I'm like, fuck it

Yeah, ooh, forget it

I lay on my deathbed

Till I'm dead bitch

Baby in that car

And I be cruisin

Baby in that car

And I be zoomin

Fuckin' up the broad

She like to do it

Bang in the studio

Yeah, the booth shit

I make a song she sing along

Rockin' on that V-Lone

She was in my bed last night

Ridin' like a seesaw

Don't take no weeks off

Countin' up my green

Go

This shit hot like the desert

Yeah, I call it Rango