Big Bread

[Intro]

My uncle cooked crack on the west end

Tried to take his life twice, Jesus stepped in

[Verse 1]

My Jacket cemetary full of dead skins (Dead)

I'm tryna win my bro a [?], a perfect ten

It's some pussy ass niggas on that end (Yeah)

Beefing hard all summer, win her best friend

Nigga came to the city and he checked in (Bitch)

Bet a thousand, shoot a thousand, [?] ten

[?], I know smokers with some dead friends

If the devil come knocking, don't let him in

When I pull up, it's a red on red Christmas Benz

[?] say less, it's finesse, is you gon' get in

Shot that boy in the head, he got cradle cap

And he square like a Ramen noodle flavor pack

Guilty by association, bitch you date a rat

It's your mammy and your daddy, that's who made a rat

Mister shoot through your windshield

Mister rolling up a ten pill, mister go and get your kid killed

I grew up in the 90's, nigga it's been real

All he wanted is a hat, he on his tenth kill

[Chorus]

I had to go put in work for the block

Before them thirty, I rocked with the stock

I had dope in my socks, put them knots in the box

Pray for the day that my [?] get popped

We some foreign slidin' niggas, big bread winners

Have you ever seen a bitch drop draws in a minute?

Lil' bitch, we them niggas, what they mad for?

Ayy, just go and get your bag, ho

[Verse 2: Bossie Badazz]

Just to go and get your kin killed

Live your life, get your money, rep your dead friends (Bleek)

Rappers come to Baton Rouge, gotta check in (With me)

Little [?] ghost, man I make the best [?] (Yeah)

Boosie boys like the Detroit [?]

Free lil' Ralo, all them niggas off the west end

Grind nigga, get your red on red Christmas Benz

Fuck a bitch, dog a bitch, make her talk about it

Don't rap back, kill that nigga, now you really [?]

They need to make a hearse for these niggas

Put a skirt on these niggas

That's how they talk, a nigga [?]

My nigga [?] is walking down twenty eight

Judge gave him three for one, we don't never play

We on that weed, yes indeed puttin' it in their face (Yeah, nigga)

Back on it, like we back sellin' twenty eight

Fuck around, say my name, let the game begin

Devil knocking at my door, fuck that nigga, man

[Chorus]

I had to go put in work for the block

Before them thirty, I rocked with the stock

I had dope in my socks, put them knots in the box

Pray for the day that my [?] get popped

We some foreign slidin' niggas, big bread winners

Have you ever seen a bitch drop draws in a minute?

Lil' bitch, we them niggas, what they mad for?

Ayy, just go and get your bag, ho

[Verse 3: Mozzy]

Yeah, ay, where he live? Pull up on him, send the killers by

Pray his momma watch him die, that's how I feel about it

[?] but bitch, I still abide, the resume is impeccable, we solidified

I just hope I'm forgiven for all the genocide

Ain't never stood over humans, them niggas living lies

Drop another deposit, I set that shit aside

My lil' brother took thirty, be back in fifty five

They slip and slide, we gon' slide before we slip

'Cause we done slipped too many times, my niggas died behind this shit (Yeah)

On G-O-D, I'm suicidal with this stick

'Cause I know if them people catch me, I'ma die inside the Benz

[Verse 4]

I put dope inside spots had hoes selling twat

Bust a Rollie down with rocks, but extendos in Glocks

I put it on your top, don't be playing with my cash

We ain't jumping on the stand, we gon' lay in niggas grass

Yeah, the feds on my ass, so, I gotta move smart

We got pounds of the gas, that don't mean I gotta fart

Bust down with all glass, you could see me from afar

Put your hands on me, nigga, I'll put your ass apart

Read my nigga paperwork, that shit broke a nigga heart

I done ran my paper up, pussy boy, let's go to war

Handcuffs on my wrist, I can still see the scars

Now, it's sixty on wrist, free my niggas in the yard, nigga