Bread Winners

[Intro: YBN Nahmir & YBN Almighty Jay]

This is a Hoodzone production

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, gang, gang

Bitch, grrah, bow, bow, bow

Yeah, whatchu-whatchu, gang, gang

Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, gang, gang

Take a bitch from the—bread with her

Gang shit

[Chorus: YBN Almighty Jay]

Take a bitch from the strip to the bed

Make that hoe give me head but I ain't never breakin' bread with her (I ain't never breakin' bread with her)

Niggas lame, they want beef with the gang

Tryna diss YBN 'cause they know we some bread winners ('Cause they know we some bread winners)

Bread getter, double flip it, that's a bread dinner (Gang, gang)

Head getter, she gon' suck it, she a head giver

One night with a bitch then let my mans get her

No new niggas 'cause these niggas be some pretenders (Gang)

[Verse 1: YBN Nahmir]

Your man a head giver, I'm a lead giver

I fucked your bitch so I gotta let my mans hit her (Grrah, bow, bow, bow)

Thirty clip in the stick if her mans with her (Gang)

Said your bitch let me fuck 'cause my chain bigger (huh?)

You say you get stacks, I'ma double that (I'ma double that)

I spin a nigga block and then I double back (On my mama)

Them niggas know me like the house on the dead end (On the dead-end)

Boy, that's the trap that we used to make bread in

[Verse 2: YBN Almighty Jay]

Like a nigga with a cane, I bring that stick out (Grrah, bang)

Hit her hard from the back, it damn near blew my hip out (Yeah, yeah)

Talkin' shit, the Glock a linebacker, how them bullets blitz out

Have him scared in the streets like he in the movie Get Out (Bitch)

Gang, broke ass niggas, get your funds up (Get your funds up)

How your niggas shooters? Boy, they need to get they guns up (Need to get they guns up)

Yeah, my main bitch a stripper, told that hoe to get her ones up (Bitch, get your ones up)

Gang bangin' niggas up in church with them guns tucked (Gang, grrah, bang)

[Verse 3: YBN Nahmir]

Bounce out with them titties, damn near knocked a nigga block down (Grrah)

Chicken, chicken, chicken, yeah, a nigga gettin' guap now (Bow, bow, bow, bow)

You need to get your bitch 'fore that bitch get piped down (Bitch)

Christian LBs only shoes that I rock now (On my mama, ayy, ayy)

You tryna fuck a bitch that I been fucked (I been fucked, nigga)

The whole team hit, she done got ducked

Don't chase a bitch, only thing that I chase is paper (Gang)

This money in my jeans got me ballin' like the Lakers

[Verse 4: YBN Almighty Jay]

My chain shine brighter than a light strip (Bling, bling)

Gave a hundred to the waiter, nigga, that's a light tip

Ballin' (Ballin'), that's why my old bitches stalkin' (Stupid bitch)

YBN the dream team, money balls like Spaldin' (Gang, gang)

I just wanna fuck, don't wanna cuff you, bitch, I'm sorry

Scratched her name off the list and the bitch won't stop callin'

Poked a hole in my condom, bitch tried to put me on Maury (Hell nah)

I ain't dumb, bitch, drop the top on the Rari (Skrrt, skrrt, gang, gang)

[Chorus: YBN Almighty Jay]

Take a bitch from the strip to the bed

Make that hoe give me head but I ain't never breakin' bread with her (I ain't never breakin' bread with her)

Niggas lame, they want beef with the gang

Tryna diss YBN 'cause they know we some bread winners ('Cause they know we some bread winners)

Bread getter, double flip it, that's a bread dinner (Gang, gang)

Head getter, she gon' suck it, she a head giver

One night with a bitch then let my mans get her

No new niggas 'cause these niggas be some pretenders (Gang)