Bread Crumbs Lyrics

She bouncing on me like a bunny

Ya making no moves so y'all bread is just crummy (uh huh)

Money undead like a mummy I'm feeling like carti I rub on my shstummy (uh huh)

Eating her up like a gummy I'm eating the coochie it fill up my tummy (uh huh)

I am not average you dummy I switch up the flow and no I'm not mumbling

Cruise on this beat and you know that I'm killing it

All of this power my body is feeling it

Under 9000 you niggas is krillin' it

Niggas is cappin' I'm putting a seal on it

'Merican Flag my brothers we kneel on it

Seeing my style and niggas is stealing it

Look at your face and I'm putting some steel in it

Head is apple my arrow is peeling it

Hold on

Look at this nigga he nameless

Grabbing the stainless

Cut off his top hit his head now he brainless

Got no emotion it was so painless (huh)

Face it (huh)

Came back who they thought they replacing (huh)

Never will I be complacent

Moving straight and you niggas adjacent

Boots to ground and he tripping on laces

Always first I don't know who last place is

Cause I only wanna see winning faces

Blues be the money inside the brown cases

Fetti popping it's a special occasion

Be with gods and we running up payments

Gotta bad chick and she Spanish and Asian

Got attitude but it's gets my heart racing

Lips get to smacking we wrestling faces

That's my bad biddie I'm taking her places

Ricko Suave don't how know how to be lame is

Handing out silver now his plate is stainless

History making I will not be nameless

Treeshing in public like I'm watching shameless

Who did you say that be hating my name bitch?

Said this before that nigga is nameless

Staying the same SwanDoe doing no changing

Tracks like C4s cause they doing the banging

Let me scratch that

Let me switch on the beat like a drag cat

Anything I want you know I'ma have that

Never been the type of nigga to be laughed at

Smoking for the dead ones nigga pass that

Y'all ain't chiefing big smoke only crack pack

Zombie walking through the street y'all the crack pact (huh)

Bitches acting like they always boujee and stylish

Acting like she fresh out the lot but she got hella mileage

Ain't no Aston Martin moving like she a Honda Pilot

Ain't no need for test drives cause I know the gang been inside it cause now

She bouncing on me like a bunny

Ya making no moves so y'all bread is just crummy (uh huh)

Money undead like a mummy I'm feeling like carti I rub on my shstummy (uh huh)

Eating her up like a gummy I'm eating the coochie it fill up my tummy (uh huh)

I am not average you dummy I switch up the flow and no I'm not mumbling

She bouncing on me like a bunny

Ya making no moves so y'all bread is just crummy (uh huh)

Money undead like a mummy I'm feeling like carti I rub on my shstummy (uh huh)

Eating her up like a gummy I'm eating the coochie it fill up my tummy (uh huh)

I am not average you dummy I switch up the flow and no I'm not mumbling