Let's Get This Bread

Okay, I wake up every morning like "let's get this fuckin' bread" I'm gon' chase that fuckin' bag while you still layin' down in bed Bitches hittin' up my phone but I just leave them on read These hoes stuck on me like my balls to the inside of my leg Cuz I'm flexin' I hop up on the beat and it's a blessin' No question Yeah all my fuckin' lyrics be perplexin' Ya auntie hit my phone, she said her coochie needs inspection But all I'm gonna do is show her my love and affection Goddamn I just be runnin' up bands I took your girl and now we holding hands (Nice!) She know I'm blowin' up fast Now she keep trying to make me her mans (Okay) All of these bitches upset I'm ballin' hard like I play for the Jets (Wow!) You know that I run the game I'm pullin' strings like a marionette Okay, I walk up in the party, all these bitches be starin' I been runnin' up a check, I think that it's quite apparent I'm a awkward young man, they call me Micheal Cera But I could still get your bitch wet like just like we in the Sahara I'm a smart guy Baby spread those legs just like Apartheid I can't lie I got so much porn up in my archives I'm just tryna beat my meat but I'm havin' a hard time I think I got a virus and it's fuckin' up my hard drive I ain't trippin' I got all this Gap up on my body Bitch I'm drippin' Pull up to the Chili's with the gang We ain't tippin' I been cookin' up in the kitchen Water whippin', makin' chicken, and you know it's finger lickin' I said "Boy, you wanna free verse? Well, I give you a limerick" Bitches hit my phone because they hear I got a skinny dick It's your boy, uh, skinny penis I can't touch a girl because she look just like a guinea pig I wanna drop a song but first I gotta fuckin' finish it Let's get this bread, let's get this bread I fuck your bitch, she gave me head All on the bed But then I think I heard her dad And so I fled Let's get this bread, let's get this bread Let's get this bread Let's get this mothafuckin' bread