BREAK A b#tch DOWN Lyrics – $MOKE$POT
Singer: $MOKE$POT
Title: BREAK A b#tch DOWN
Gael, gael, gael, gael, gael
Yur (yur, yur, yur, yur)
Aye, aye, aye
We gon’ break a b#tch down
Ten clips to his face, chiefin’ i’m allowed
Yeah we finna race, finna take him to the ground
Shorty wanna taste so i take her to the mouth
Make her wanna drown
We gon’ break a b#tch down
Ten clips to his face, chiefin’ i’m allowed
Yeah we finna race, finna take him to the ground
Shorty wanna taste so i take her to the mouth
Make her wanna drown
You a dumb b#tch, in the slums b#tch
I be trying to make guap, like getting dumb rich
Grew up along the glock
I be creeping on the guns b#tch
Shawty off a molly, she gon’ bust it down dumb quick
You a dumb b#tch, in the slums b#tch
I be trying to make guap, like getting dumb rich
Grew up along the glock
I be creeping on the guns b#tch
Shawty off a molly, she gon’ bust it down dumb quick
And i’m going up
Half a mil’ on my plate
Got me pulling up
Pop it, still in the race
Steady smoking blunts
Pop a x, catch a case
And i’m smoking runts, while i’m f#cking all up on her face
30s in my brain, i just popped myself an oxy
I’m posted with a pole, yeah i got a big shotty
And if i see an opp, then we gonna catch a body
b#tch i’m making money, i just pulled up in a masi
Feeling some way, nba that’s the game
Thotties in my jeans, little b#tch we ain’t the same
Hit the maldives, yeah we balling with the gang
Yeah i got some opps, so i gotta keep a thang. (uh huh)
Feeling some way, off the choppa, f#ck a fade
Smoking in a rental even though it’s not okay. (uh huh)
Got the best hand like i got a ace of spades
Choppa ain’t no games, can’t find it in arcades
Yeah i’m ready to ball, i don’t got the {?} (no sir)
{?}, if i like it, then i cop it. (yeah, yeah)
f#ck a batman, i’m a young gen robin. (sorry)
Can’t knock me out ’cause i’m a trending topic. (that’s facts)
If you throwing disses, but not making profit
Lame #ss ho, shut the f#ck up, stop talking
Go brush your teeth, stinky ass, yeah you rotting
If they want war, let me know, it’s a coffin
We gon’ break a b#tch down
Ten clips to his face, chiefin’ i’m allowed
Yeah we finna race, finna take him to the ground
Shorty wanna taste so i take her to the mouth
Make her wanna drown
We gon’ break a b#tch down
Ten clips to his face, chiefin’ i’m allowed
Yeah we finna race, finna take him to the ground
Shorty wanna taste so i take her to the mouth
Make her wanna drown
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