Asthma Lyrics

I walk around with my chest out like a asthmatic

21 for the fit, i been blackjacking

I Took off on em quick like a jack rabbit

Jumped head first in the field, I ain't have practice

Took a break for a minute, I'm back at it

Bread all over the house, Issa Stack habit

Don't got friends I don't do all the Backstabbing

.45 in the book bag got my back packing

Switch plates on em, call it a FeeMix

Officer this truck here is a G6

Silencer at the front like a prefix

Fuck round and clean this bitch out on some neat shit

Hit the A in the spring for the freaknik

Lil bih popped 4 pills

Say you swim with the sharks ain't got no gills

How you always broke, ain't got no bills, huh?

Girl you fucked my recording up, she steady calling, but I keep ignoring her

Like ain't you watching Euphoria

Not trying to hear all your secrets I ain't Victoria, NO

Come out every situation victorious, clean as a sweep I'm up, 4 in a row

In the Streets with about 40 or mo, Get it cooking outside, put a fork in the road

I walk around with my chest out like a asthmatic

21 for the fit, i been blackjacking

I Took off on em quick like a jack rabbit

Jumped head first in the field, I ain't have practice

Took a break for a minute, I'm back at it

Bread all over the house, Issa Stack habit

Don't got friends I don't do all the Backstabbing

.45 in the book bag got my back packing

Make a bitch can't resist, I don't never force dick on

Her

Have her itching for it, like a nigga threw some ticks on her

She only do it for the blues, put a crip on her

Aye something like a trampoline how I flip on her

That boy there a machine, no off switch on em

Youngin name ring more bells than ya big homie

Nigga don't brush my shoulder, issa chip on it

Fuck around, get socked, I ain't Mick Foley

If you the shit, scream "hell yea"

Aye GreenLight like broke glass, bitch I'm everywhere

We'll never cross paths, niggas parallel

Stayed in my lane and took off, tell em farewell

Name get me everything I want, they like have at it

Strap tugging my jeans, can't fasten em

Uh, oldhead bring heat, like Haslem

My niggas BREATHE for the smoke like asthma

I walk around with my chest out like a asthmatic

21 for the fit, i been blackjacking

I Took off on em quick like a jack rabbit

Jumped head first in the field, I ain't have practice

Took a break for a minute, I'm back at it

Bread all over the house, Issa Stack habit

Don't got friends I don't do all the Backstabbing

.45 in the book bag got my back packing