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lirik lagu bandgang javar & bandgang biggs - break bread

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[intro]
(ayy, jay, man, run that sh~t, cuh)

[verse 1: bandgang biggs]
you say you got a ticket, break bread or play dead
i’m bored as h~ll tryna leave a n~gga face red
bad b~tch blowin’ me up, sh~t, i just left her on read
don’t shoot the messenger, b~tch, i play like i ain’t say it
got a hundred pair of kicks, ‘nother hundred pair of jeans
double up on what i spend, i fell in love with buyin’ weed
you can’t live without this sh~t, so how the f~ck you not a fiend?
you be f~ckin’ everybody, b~tch, how is you a queen?
you a thot b~tch, tryna hit the room, but you on opp sh~t
too sl!ck, tryna put me in the pot like soup mix
blue wrist, they came with the chain, b~tch, i’m too lit
shoutout milli mills, she took them chances, now the crew lit
protect it with my life, went to jail, earned some stripes
came home, upped the thirty on the ‘gram, that was light
call home off that jail phone like i can see the light
i be everywhere, but i don’t go nowhere without my pipe
feds told me, “n~gga, we know you be with the mob”
i told ’em, “shut the f~ck up, b~tch, get up off my kn~b”
you got a job, i got a job, that’s to step harder than you
tellin’ on my brothers, that’s some sh~t i never’d do
mia season, b~tch, i’m droppin’ the roof
fan n~gga said my name in songs, i’m droppin’ you too
get the scoop, like magicians, i can make you go poof
.223s hit your face, it’d knock out a tooth (n~gga)
[verse 2: bandgang javar]
n~ggas wanna see me down like my old hoes
i’ma tell you like i told my ex, up roll (hahaha)
i admit it, i’m an assh0l~
made her walk home, me and biggs in the jag’ blowed
0~1~9 3~2~2 made me fifty, miss them good boys
had a hundred k before i ever heard of dogecoin
jcob 1 dips, we be in and out
your stupid ass be tellin’ on yourself, postin’ sh~t for clout
i’m the reason blueacorn ran out of funding
you can’t get past the face scan, you keep fumblin’ (goofy)
tired note, you ain’t got no fiends, don’t be hustlin’
i came on the ‘gram to use heads, he start krumpin’
i got fake instagram pages, i be catfishin’
in the dms, tryna give the opps the meat with it
he thought he was mean hercules, got his ass shot
that’s what his thirsty ass get, gave me his own drop (ham)


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