Get The Breesh Lyrics

Keep the phone on the aux

I don't really want to talk today

Bought a bag of some ice

I might pour me up some wock Today

Feeling real nice

I just rolled me up a eight of Shake

Crown with the sprite

But I sip it like Minute Maid

Must be some sort of confusion

Ain't I say don't talk to me

Talk is cheap

What that mean

Nigga get up and get the breesh

When I was at my lowest point

Couldn't get a call from me

And I ain't get a call from them

So now I don't acknowledge them

Moving on my pivot

Ima shoot it ima spray

I been moving I got movement

I'm in motion everyday

Acting like you got love for a Nigga what I hate

And a nigga who be broke but be Acting Like he ain't

And these bitches they be dirty They be walking around stank

Need a girl who gone love me And all my personalities

I just really want to ball

All my life had it hard

Went on missions up top

Nobody knew I was afar

That's the problem with you Niggas, why ya always gotta talk

Nigga focus on your self

And just get to the guap

Get to the paper

I'm after it everyday

I could tell they feeling a way

Niggas envy is sort of strange

Bunch of egos that shit be lame

Take pride in you is

Don't let a bitch nigga change You

Nigga smiling but I'm serious

I still be itching to bang them

Still be itching to drill them

Open up through the back

I can't see them from over here

We gone pull up right through The rear

Get em lacking in kodak clear

Blu-ray vision ima capture him And throw him up in the air

Get the blowing it's Uncontrollable I'm beating him So unfair

Zaza zipped up in bags the bowls Vacuumed and clear

I could still see the purple Patches in the inside of the stem

Getting them bitches gone

Keep busting them down and Share

I'm profiting everyday

I ain't seen a drought in some Years

We in 2022 nigga wipe away all Of your fears

You worried about all of your Peers

I swear these niggas kinda weird

Focus on yo money

I been sticking to that theory

Bitches going to come already Coming and can't get near me

Don't be so dramatic

Who the nigga you could tell me

I'll let him have you

I won't even get jealous

My cologne and her perfume Walk around and smell the Essence

Smell the fragrance on my Sweater she tryna gobble me for Breakfast

And she love it in my crib

Keep it clean on the regular

Bed made up

We fucking in it right after

She tryna lay up

But now I'm feelings kinda Backwards

Now I'm finna cut her off and I Don't even wanna chatter