lirik lagu m.i.s. ron, chris èlite & freshy dageneral - send me the breesh
[chorus: m.i.s ron]
swipe the visa, we punchin’ the last four
if you run up you get clapped like a backwood (gang, gang, gang)
switch the gear, then put it in fast forward
she kissin’ back, but it’s not what i asked for (brr, baow)
n~gga, i like to be where the cash at
you want a feature, then i gotta tax that (skrrt, skrrt)
i got b~tches that open up checkers
i don’t do the link~up, so send it through cashapp
[verse 1: chris èlite]
just send me the breesh, i’m not with the wassup to your cashapp
best to believe i’ma grab that, breesh on the lease
ask what i did to the last track, she give me head, i’ma pass that
walk on the beat (gang, gang, gang)
y’all n~ggas cannot be at last like dummies and brokies at last (gang, gang, gang)
i’m raisin’ the street, it’s cash, yeah mama ain’t had that
run up a check, i must stack
n~ggas be talkin’ and cappin’, y’all lame
don’t ask what my set is, my sh~t or my chain
no drip or no catch, better stay in your lane
can’t run in your spot, we ain’t playin’ no game
i’m uppin’ them charges like a battery
got your b~tch on my d~ck, now you mad at me
put your face on the ass, that’s a tragedy (gang)
in the spot with the gzz, movin’ staticky (gang)
[chorus: m.i.s ron]
swipe the visa, we punchin’ the last four
if he run up, he get clapped like a backwood (brr, baow)
switch the gear, then put it in fast forward
she kissin’ back, but it’s not what i asked for (gang, gang, gang)
n~gga, i like to be where the cash at
you want a feature, then i gotta tax that (brr)
i got b~tches that open up checkers
i don’t do the link~up, so send it through cashapp (skrrt, skrrt)
[verse 2: freshy dageneral & m.i.s ron]
we risked for a lotta sh~t, only fell off the n~ggas that i started from the bottom with (baow)
when i get it, start to politic, re~rock fresh out the way, we be divin’ it (gang, gang, gang)
don’t try to swim, it’s too deep for you, it’s more like an ocean, boy, you used to a swimming pool (brr)
you a opp, we ain’t friends with you, he talk real tough, tell dramatic, get at you (boom)
i’m from a place where it ain’t safe, all of my n~ggas on court and they ball hard (gang)
you a dummy if you think we spinnin’ my block and the n~ggas that’s with me is unarmed (boom, boom, boom)
we got bl!ckies, we keep that on the hip (gang)
got a beam, so it ain’t no runnin’ rick (gang)
red bottoms, use a different type of drip (gang)
now i’m up and these b~tches on my d~ck (gang)
now stop all the d~ck ridin’, we blow two shots, cops run and then the fifth flying (brr, baow)
and lu up it with a perfect timin’, back to the bank ‘cause i heard that the band flyin’ (gang, gang, gang)
free o, he got an extra six, yeah that’s my brother, that’s the n~gga that i started with (brr, baow)
sorry, my apologies, ‘cause if i ever go broke, it’s a whole different side of me (baow)
n~ggas already know they can’t f~ck with me, once you get hit, then it’s still no recovery (boom, boom, boom)
little b~tches be all on my d~ck ‘cause i’m up, they see money and want to be under me (baow, baow)
spinnin’ blocks with two choppers out the window
got a glock with a beam and an extendo
never fold, never told, never ran, n~gga
booted a p~ssy, he ran on his mans, n~gga (boom, boom, boom)
all i think about is robberies, i kick in the spot, better give me all the lotteries (grr, gang)
i’m takin’ sh~t, it’s my property, don’t reach for a gang if you’re not lettin’ the semi squeeze (brr, baow)
new glock with a bright green beam, sh~t lookin’ different, almost like a zombie scene (gang, gang)
h~ll no, you can’t hide from me, bad eyesight, so this beam do the job for me (gang)
spinnin’ blocks from the night to the mornin’, don’t make it hot, we can’t give out no warnings (brr, baow)
if my n~ggas say shoot, then i torch it, and my youngs really on court, we scorin’ (gang, gang, gang)
twenty~three shots to his back like jordan, hop out and burn him, hollows start pourin’ (gang, gang)
brr gang, hop out and burn him (baow), hollows start pourin’ (gang, gang)
fto n~gga, f~ck all the opps, glizzy on me with unlimited shots (baow)
if you f~ck with them, then you could duck with them, once i start shootin’, don’t tell me to stop (brr, baow)
who really out here, who really like that, the last time we caught, he got hit and ain’t fight back (gang, gang, gang)
if he run up
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