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If it ain't about some bread Imma make that bitch walk
Motherfucker look at my wrists I'm like which watch
120 on the dash Imma have to cock it back
Moving so fast ice cold heart attack
If it ain't about some bread Imma make that bitch walk
Motherfucker look at my wrists I'm like which watch
120 on the dash Imma have to cock it back
Moving so fast ice cold heart attack
Aye, switch lanes which way
Imma put 100 racks in my safe
Imma take 100 racks to the grave
Broke ass bitches always tryna ride my wave
And I pull up to the spot everybody know my name
Everybody know my exhaust got flames
Tokyo drift the way they call me DK
Hold up, let me pass it off to H
Swerving on the black in a Group GTthree
Fit hella gas even though I'm running e
Pedal to the metal point that metal at ya teeth
Got a bad little bitch for every single city
Thumbing on this cash and I'm never looking back
Left em in the dust with the view of my tags
I won't wife no bitch she just more lyrics for these raps
Seat belt off but I stay with that strap
And I'm popping the trunk another opp in the blunt
Got a hunnid round clip shit gon sound like a drum
Drive by in the sun not bowing to none
Shorty stay on her knees still nothing like a nun
If it ain't about some bread Imma make that bitch walk
Motherfucker look at my wrists I'm like which watch
120 on the dash Imma have to cock it back
Moving so fast ice cold heart attack
Keep it stepping or I'll leave you with a toe tag
Black fitted if the tracks hitting I'll be on that
I been on some sad shit, I'm depressed but I come back
I wished I never tried to do this shit that I'm stuck at
I'm so hungry Imma snap her back I'm living off of EBT
Stole her mommas Oxys made some money then I go and tweak
I'm so close to breaking I've been lying to myself
I don't try for anybody else what's the point if I'm gonna fail
If it ain't about some bread Imma make that bitch walk