Breezy Lyrics

Way too rare so no way you can be me

Bally Mario , I'm no Luigi

And This nina come clutch like a squeezy

She was regular , she screamin' "feed me" yea

She gone go for the kid because she need me

I done put her on game she like "teach me"

I can't stay , she like "damn , why you leave me?"

Bitch I'm coldhearted , I play it breezy

Beat the pussy , McFlurry , its freezy

She gone wish for a spot like a genie

On my wave , get a boat you might see me

Send a bitch to the club like I'm Stevie yea

Why she all on the web like she Petey?

Don't exaggerate shit for no retweets

Trustin' who? Bitch I'm trustin' my instincts

Put some drip on my pinky that's bling bling

Plus, my eyes so low like I'm Ling Ling

Honey Hot me them tenders from Ching's Ching's

I'm just fuckin' you , this a lil' fling fling

Skrt off fast in the Stang , she catch big steam

Naw I can't be the man of yo big dreams

I'm a don , I'm lowkey but I stay seen

And I love me a bitch with no may-lean (Maybelline)

I can't trick on you , won't get a pay team

I'm up in my mode , what you know 'bout it?

She trynna keep me to herself , girl you can roll outty

They say a young nigga ill , I'ma show bout it

He grew up with me , sneakdissin' , fuck his hoe 'bout it

She play it cool , guess she really was a pro 'bout it

I introduced her to the gas , now she smokin' out it

Andv I done broke her lil' dash , she got low mileage

I'm on a jet that mean I'm tree , don't need no copilot

Way too rare so no way you can be me

Bally Mario , I'm no Luigi

And This nina come clutch like a squeezy

She was regular , she screamin' "feed me" yea

She gone go for the kid because she need me

I done put her on game she like "teach me"

I can't stay , she like "damn , why you leave me?"

Bitch I'm coldhearted , I play it breezy

Beat the pussy , McFlurry , its freezy

She gone wish for a spot like a genie

On my wave , get a boat you might see me

Send a bitch to the club like I'm Stevie yea

Why she all on the web like she Petey?

Don't exaggerate shit for no retweets

Trustin' who? Bitch I'm trustin' my instincts

Put some drip on my pinky that's bling bling

Smokin' on some grams

Look into the mirror , bitch I am who I am

Flaws in the sink , give a fuck 'bout 'em , scram

Coachin' my young niggas , they won't get jammed

Chef up in the kitchen , hit the pot up with some Pam

Bitch I'm no Martin , yo Gina I ram

Slidin' that Stang like a muthafuckin' Lamb

I finesse yo boy like my uncle was Sam

Way too rare so no way you can be me

Bally Mario , I'm no Luigi

And This nina come clutch like a squeezy

She was regular , she screamin' "feed me" yea

She gone go for the kid because she need me

I done put her on game she like "teach me"

I can't stay , she like "damn , why you leave me?"

Bitch I'm coldhearted , I play it breezy