Breakfast

[Chorus: Gucci Mane] I smoke weed for breakfast, I drink lean for breakfast I take mollies, I take xannies, I can't eat no breakfast Half a pound for breakfast, two grams of molly breakfast A pint of lean for breakfast and I'm cookin' dope for breakfast I smoke weed for breakfast, I drink lean for breakfast I take mollies, I take xannies, I can't eat no breakfast Half a pound for breakfast, two grams of molly breakfast A pint of lean for breakfast, I got Collard Greens for breakfast [Verse 1: Gucci Mane] Fine all my live for breakfast that serve that trick a lesson We on two different levels, Flock say he just came from Belgium My trap house right off Gresham, I'm so goddamn successful She ate my dick for dinner, then she ate mollies for breakfast Got a big booty bitch with some nice size titties, baby so fine gotta let her ride with me She the type of bitch get a five hundred fifty dollars, you the type of bitch can't get one penny Smoke seventy five blunts in one minute, I ain't finna eat no Denny's on Wendy's I sure ain't broke and I sure ain't friendly, I don't flash Os but I sure got plenty If the show slow up then I won't get scared, pourin' lean so dark that it look like Henny It's breakfast time and y'all niggas come get it, if you wanna go to war pussy nigga I'm with it I'm P. Diddy, you piece of shit Try to creep on a nigga, I stay lit Put a beam on a nigga for treason I kill a fuck nigga, no reason [Chorus: Gucci Mane] I smoke weed for breakfast, I drink lean for breakfast I take mollies, I take xannies, I can't eat no breakfast Half a pound for breakfast, two grams of molly breakfast A pint of lean for breakfast and I'm cookin' dope for breakfast I smoke weed for breakfast, I drink lean for breakfast I take mollies, I take xannies, I can't eat no breakfast Half a pound for breakfast, two grams of molly breakfast A pint of lean for breakfast, I got Collard Greens for breakfast [Verse 2: Waka Flocka Flame] Pocket full of molly, sellin' pounds out the window Diamond Cuban gold link chain cost a kilo Getting fronted by amigo, plus I got a hit single Motherfuck these niggas what the hell they sayin' Crossed over still stay hood Steel top on my Phantom hood Can't cook dope but a nigga shoot good Got your baby mama walking down my hardwood I just had five backwoods for breakfast Eighty thousand dollars on a young nigga necklace Can't hit the club if them hoes ain't naked Waka flocka flame cut throat and reckless Niggas throwin bands when they hear this record Pocket full of hundreds, don't do no debits Only smoke gas, you smoke unleaded Brick squad here, lames found the exit Smoking out the pound my nigga Where the fuck you from, throw yo' hood up nigga Diamonds in my mouth, can't do golds my nigga Shawty be bouncin' back on a leather, keep it real chase cedar She gon' fuck for some red bottoms and a Givenchy sweater That hoe ain't shit, type of bitch to set me up Peewee in the cut with the strap and the double cups You ain't see him! [Chorus: Gucci Mane] I smoke weed for breakfast, I drink lean for breakfast I take mollies, I take xannies, I can't eat no breakfast Half a pound for breakfast, two grams of molly breakfast A pint of lean for breakfast and I'm cookin' dope for breakfast I smoke weed for breakfast, I drink lean for breakfast I take mollies, I take xannies, I can't eat no breakfast Half a pound for breakfast, two grams of molly breakfast A pint of lean for breakfast, I got Collard Greens for breakfast [Verse 3: Peewee Longway] In the morning, I'm still geekin' Lickin' Miley Cyrus for breakfast, three bad bitches from the playboy mansion I'm Peewee Longway Hefner Got pints double sealed in my refrigerator I pour mud up for breakfast, got a play, said he want a load of collard green Meet me on Metropolitan at the Burger King But not for breakfast nigga, me and Waka and Gucci just finessed a duck Four thousand gas bags in a Bentley truck, we eat racks, that's how we get full If you're a rat then we got the semi auto, fool boy, tuck your ice in That shit ain't burr, san't you tell from the light A couple make this year, 2013 I tip, tryna call my whip Breakfast talking at the table counting up my chips Sippin' on mud, drinking out the mug with a nigga Mrs boy I know he pissed Lean got me drifting, so this a workin' shit, one day ain't gon' hurt you bitch Counting up racks is my breakfast bitch Crest got me on some "Fuck you shit" The molly on me bitch, the lean on me bitch Go ahead I'm with them eggs and grits! [Chorus: Gucci Mane] I smoke weed for breakfast, I drink lean for breakfast I take mollies, I take xannies, I can't eat no breakfast Half a pound for breakfast, two grams of molly breakfast A pint of lean for breakfast and I'm cookin' dope for breakfast I smoke weed for breakfast, I drink lean for breakfast I take mollies, I take xannies, I can't eat no breakfast Half a pound for breakfast, two grams of molly breakfast A pint of lean for breakfast, I got Collard Greens for breakfast